it's the thought that counts=)

today is my niece's birthday. i forgot. she turned three. let me give you an idea of my week before you judge me for forgetting...Monday: school, the worst day of school I've had in awhile... too much homework. then i got home to so much loudness that i just zoned for awhile. went to a doctor app. for my 5 1/2 month old nephew. he has RSV, pneumonia, ,and bronchitis. pretty sick kid, eh? Tuesday: i wake up sick. yuck! it was not fair at all. i just wanted to go to school like everybody else but no, i get to be sick. i get to watch my niece at home because why should she go to daycare when she's got a babysitter right here at home? that was my mother's logic anyways... i watch TV and facebook all day. what an awful way to spend the day! Wednesday: my mother takes baby nephew to docs... he wasn't doing very well. they take him by ambulance to Emmanuel hospital. he gets an oxygen tube and an iv... poor little guy! i am still sick so i am home(yet again) with the niece. we hang out all day like vegetables. and not the food kind of vegetables. the brain dead kind. man, i hate being sick! Thursday(today): i wake up a lot at night. i get up at 6 to get older niece ready for school. prompting her,"zoey, where is your school uniform???"... to which she replies,"if i knew that, i wouldn't be standing here in my slip!".. that 6 year old has a mouth on her! oh well... eventually, i find her uniform and get it on her. she cant find her black shoes and ends up wearing these weird pink and black ones that do not even match! she's happy I'm happy. at 6:30 am i put on Eloise so i could go to bed and she would be entertained... at around 7:30 am rose shows up to take zoey to school. I'm happy about this because zoey whines a lot.. it's nice to have the peace and quiet. Angela(the 3 year old) and me watch 16 candles and superstar... i feel so dead i just want to get better and go to school!.. when my dad gets home from work he says, "oh my baby girl is 3 today! i remember when you were a tiny little baby like Eddie! happy birthday, sweetie!" and my stomach drops. i forgot my niece's birthday! what kind of aunt am i? so i hurry to the pantry to find cake stuff! i find butter pecan cake and no frosting.. i find marshmallow creme and i get an idea... it was a bad one ha ha. the cake tasted nasty and the "frosting" made it fall apart.... but i was happy to see a smile on baby girls face! she didn't care that it wasn't good. she knows the real truth. it truly is the thought that counts.