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Not gonna do it..

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A view from Matt's rearview mirror as he is taking Ivey to school.  Obviously, she's more than figured out this peek-a-boo thing.  Love me some Ivey-lou-who. If it weren't for her shoes, she might have pulled this off.

Pretty in Pink

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Tonight my sweet girl and her daddy are missing their annual Father-Daughter dance together.  As you can see our girl has broken her right fibula.  We are not sure how she did it or even exactly when she broke it.  As you can imagine there is more to the story, but for now, my mind is exhausted.....

The broken curse

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The curse is broken. Each October since 2006 the Sirmans' house has been under a fog of non-fun Halloween events resulting in Ivey at Scottish Rite or in full seizure --- But the house has finally slammed down on the wicked witch and severed her legs...and the curse is broken here on the other side of the rainbow. Finally. Exhale. It only took 4 ½ years………. The first year she was many miles away in Atlanta with a new tube in her throat – boys here. The second year she pulled out her mic-key button- again landing us many miles away in Atlanta-boys here. The third year she was home with seizures – boys trick or treating with Ava. The fourth year she was the cutest kitty cat in the neighborhood (along with Ava)  with a guardian ninja and football player to protect her and a bunch of friends surrounding her – with a bag full of candy that won’t quite fit in that tube of hers…..lucky she has brothers….or is it the boys that are lucky? Either way we have a boat load of cand...

The Belle of the Ball

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You should turn up the volume....a daddy's song for his daughter.

A Sparkle

Friday will be a pretty big day around here. Ivey has her first date. Yep, that's right ... a date. So today I found her a fluffy sparkling pink dress with a big bubblegum pink satin bow. Her first big girl dress. That's right big girl dress, I mean, she is going to be FOUR in April. All kidding aside, Ivey and her daddy have their first father-daughter Valentine's dance this Friday. It was his idea to take her. And don't tell Matt that I told you, but they have been practicing their twirls and dips. Ivey just giggles....Matt just glows. There really isn't anything sweeter than a daddy's girl, except your husband's sparkle from her smile.