NoJoMo 25

 All about the Mickey today!

The boys were up absolutely stinking early. I was awake before them, true. I heard Q’s pitiful mewl from the bedroom, "Maa..maaa!" I crawled to him as quietly as possible. Bet the sitter hadn’t made him go pee before putting him to bed. Bet too she let him have way too much juice or milk or water or all of the above. He was soaked through as were his sheets and blankets. He sobbed as only a wet cold 3 year old can as I changed him into dry ‘jamas and put clean sheets on his bed. Still, he just wanted to go back to bed with me.  Just settled under the duvet and then Camster peered over the edge of the crib, imperiously demanded to get up and get milk! Frank followed seconds later. Being up early isn’t a big problem in our household usually..except their older sister and her husband were sleeping in the next bedroom and they had gotten in a bit late…

Needless to say, every time D&G come to visit and my little boys are their normal loud rambunctious selves, I am that much further away from being a grandmother. Ah well.

We spent the morning decorating, blowing up balloons, getting the hot dog bar together. I hurried to the store to get the last minute stuff and got chewed out by an old woman because I inadvertently stepped into the 15 items and  under lane with my supposed "40 items" (as the woman claimed I had) . I mildly apologized and asked if she wanted to go ahead of me but the woman snarled the cashier had already begun to ring me up. I think she had much more fun making an impatient show behind me of tsking and staring at her wrist watch exaggeratedly and shifting from foot to foot. I gave her a big beatific smile as we drove passed each other in the parking lot.

Everything for the party was going great…until I tried to step outside to help my mother up our cement slab of a front step and turned my foot under me instead. I think I sprained it badly or ripped a tendon or ligament. It’s nicely swollen under the lateral malleolus. I can put a bit of pressure on it but can’t walk very well. Stupid mama. Still, party went off without a hitch. Cam got lots of nice gifts though he seemed a bit intimidated by all the people and the commotion. He even hid under the table for awhile! Everyone seemed to enjoy the hot dog lunch. The cake was cute and delicious. Everyone left by 3:30 and we put the boys to bed.

Frank cleaned up and I am sitting down nursing both a beer and my sore ankle.

Life could be far worse. Quite glad the holiday/birthday weekend has come to an end!