A WHIRLWIND WEEKEND

It was a crazy weekend that started early with an event at my children's school.  

My daughter along with the rest of the fourth grade class participated in the annual Wax Museum.  They all picked a famous Kentuckian, researched that person 

and then put together a speech detailing the person's life. 

 My daughter chose Louis Marshall Jones, aka Grandpa Jones from the show Hee Haw. 

Here she is in character.

And here's Grandpa Jones with her proud grandpa. 

And here is little brother's version of Grandpa Jones. 

He tried to draw his own mustache on with a marker.

He clearly doesn't understand that a mustache is located under the nose, not above it!

 I gave him an "A" for effort and creativity. 

Next up in the whirlwind weekend was a quick trip to Chicago for my daughter's gymnastics meet. 

She did a great job and ended up placing 10th in the All Around. 

After getting up at 4:45 a.m. to make the drive to Chicago, a 4 1/2 hour long meet and a lovely dinner out, we made it back to the hotel for a party with all the gymnasts.  

Hundreds of energetic screaming girls, four DJs and some sugary snacks, 

equals a nine year old little girl's dream come true. 

The most fascinating part of the night was the handstand contest.  

A handstand contest between a bunch of gymnasts is something to see, believe me.

It was amazing how long those girls could hold a handstand.  Fascinating, I say!

We were both completely exhausted, but my daughter was determined 

to make it to the end of the party.  Mission accomplished!

We made a quick dash to the American Girl Store on Saturday morning and had breakfast.  

The 2012 American Girl doll of the year is McKenna, the gymnast.  

My daughter has been doing extra chores for the past few months to earn money to buy McKenna.

She was in heaven!

We rushed back home just in time for her to make it to a Father/Daughter Valentine's dance at school. 

Poor little girl was so tired, she could barley stand. 

Sunday also happened to be my birthday.  My parents came in town on Saturday and my mom helped my boys make me a cake from scratch.  My little guy was in charge of the candles.  

He put three at one end and seven at the other end.  In case you're wondering, I'm 37! 

It was an exhausting weekend, but I loved every single minute of it.  

Such great memories that I will cherish always.

What all did you cram in to your weekend?