We let Ronon pick as a way to celebrate his adoption day AND reduces bickering on what group costume we are being. Win/Win. He chose Scooby Do. We did the Pirate Ahoy movie mostly so parents were not sweating it up in mosnter costumes.
Regan always gets me my favorite chocolates if chocolate is the only option. When you have dairy allergies you get to spoil you Mama. 
Such a fun group costume. Can’t wait to see what he chooses next year.
So it begins. This week we (Me and the nurses) came to appreciate Kaylee’s stoic behavior with shots on a whole new level. It’s gonna be a rough 52 weeks of shots. Poor dude.
I handed Kaylee the camera after she got her three shots and pinned Regan down for his two.
It did not go well. At all. Sucky Mom and child moment. 🙁
That face. I hate that they have to go through this. Hate. But we have tried EVERYTHING else for their skin. Yes, that. We have tried that.
I did have to laugh at my little paparazzi in training. She was all up in our faces with the camera. I had to ask her to stop. 15 photos was plenty. She got some great tear shots though.
Week one down. 51 to go…..
Since we were unexpectedly in Utah for my birthday I got to go and have a visit with my sweet Grandma. Jon and Regan were at the hospital with Jon’s Dad having just the boys time. So we got to have some fun shopping and visiting for just the girls time. Woot!
Part of shopping was getting me a birthday flan. Do you like my super annoyed mom face? Ya. My little buddy was having a melt down because, 1) He didn’t get to make me a cake, and 2) the cake I picked was full of dairy and eggs. Not kid friendly. This was strictly a grown up dessert. We did buy dessert for the kids and Jon (he doesn’t do flan). 
And here we have a fake smile, because I had Regan melting down off camera. It was a happy sad day/birthday. Lots of fake smiling.
Kaylee was being hysterical. She was super happy to be singing to me.
He was truly devastated. My birthday flan was a last straw emotionally for him. Too many big feelings happening too close together. He misses our foster kids, Grandpa is in the hospital, he had to miss his first ever school field trip, and one of his favorite school friends birthday party all on the same weekend. So ya, my birthday flan broke him.