Man. Is it Monday already? This weekend did NOT last long enough. I feel like it was about 4 seconds long. I only spent about 5 minutes at the computer all weekend yet I feel like it was just yesterday when I was at my desk at work. Seriously. WHO STOLE MY WEEKEND?
We celebrated NikkiZ’s birthday Saturday because it was one of the few weekends surrounding her birthday that everyone would be in town and off work. It also worked out to be a weekend my mom was able to make it down, so she came down Friday for the Saturday party.
The great thing about the second birthday is Nikkiz’s old enough to understand presents and cake and candy, but not actually old enough to understand the word “birthday.” So, we kept telling her we were going to have a birthday party Saturday, but those words meant nothing until she saw the Spiderman tablecloth and the Pablo Cake. Then she started getting excited.
It was loads of fun, mainly because NikkiZ understood she was the center of attention and took the opportunity to be ten times funnier than usual. Her Mimi gave her a baby doll that laughs and cries and such “real” baby things. Someone asked her the baby’s name, not really expecting an answer since she doesn’t really understand that concept. Then, to the surprise of everyone there, she said, “Dawson.” We were all, “Huh?” But the name stuck. And she has called that baby “Dawson” all weekend. I have no idea where she heard that name or how she understood the concept of naming something, but we now have a doll named Dawson. She also handed out her sour-patch kids (her favorite candy) based on color because there are certain flavors she doesn’t like. Grandpa got the yellow ones.
She also got loads of Thomas stuff, since it’s her new love. She doesn’t watch the TV show, but she had some Thomas bubble bath once, and the top was shaped like a train and she carried it around forever. Now – she has books and puzzles and pillows. She died and went to Thomas heaven this weekend. She cuddled up with her Thomas pillow at one point and said, “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.”
We only had one semi-bad thing happen this weekend: My Mom left to head home yesterday morning in her BRAND NEW HONDA ACCORD. About 40 miles outside of town she calls broken down on the side of the road. In her BRAND NEW CAR. Less than 500 miles on it. The first new car she has owned in, like 25 years. She bought it about 3 weeks ago. And was broken down on the side of the road in it. Luckily, she has AAA PLUS and was able to get it towed to the Huntsville dealership. We’re hoping they fix it today and it costs her nothing since it’s a damn 2008 that she bought less than a month ago. We all love having her another day, but the circumstances just suck donkey butts.