Note from SweetPoyzin: I really loved hearing from Garrett before and it seems like you all did, too. Mollie’s birthday post is coming from Garrett’s POV. Weird, I know. However, I adore Garrett way more than any of my Gen 3 guys so I’m going to ride this high for another post! Also it is super photo heavy. Sorry!
Lucy woke us up the morning of Mollie’s birthday. Lil’ Bit didn’t care that mommy wanted to sleep in, kiddo was ready for the day.
“Hey, before you run off, I wanted to give you one of your birthday presents.”
“Oh, why can’t we just forget the whole day, Gar?”
“Well, hear me out. Since you’ve done such a wonderful job of losing all that baby weight I thought I would send you on a trip to the spa. You can get a makeover, new wardrobe, massage, whatever you want!”
“Is…is that a bad gift? I don’t mean to say you look bad now or before but I just thought you might–”
“It’s wonderful! I’ve never been to the spa! I can’t wait! I know just what I want!”
“There’s baby food already in the fridge. Adam likes waffles or pancakes for breakfast. The bus comes at 7 so have him ready. I have to go!”
I told Mollie to meet me at her favorite cafe for lunch and she was off. Good thing, too! I still had so much work to do for her birthday!
After Mollie left I called in sick to work (I’ve been doing that a lot lately). Then I got Lucy up and ready and I fed both the kids. I was feeling pretty awesome about my fathering abilities. I caught Adam as he was heading out to school.
“Hey, how would you feel about a sick day today?”
“This seems like a recipe for getting in trouble. Why, Dad?”
“Well, I’ve got a lot of things to do for your Mommy’s birthday and I could use some help. Are you up for it?”
“Am I gonna get in trouble?”
“Of course not, Nugget. I will.”
I had to drag a ton of stuff out of the attic and into the greenhouse. All the plants had died because…well we aren’t gardeners and we had four kids. So I was going to turn it into a party house/photo studio for Mollie. With the kids getting older I thought she might want a place to work should she ever decide to go back into business.
And being the awesome kid that he is, Adam kept Lucy entertained while I worked on some new wine for the party. Before long it was time to rush off to lunch. Things still weren’t perfect but I needed to show Mollie the biggest and best part of her gift.
I picked her up at the spa and was floored by her makeover. She looked 20 years younger. Not that she ever looked old. Wow, I should not speak.
We went to Mollie’s favorite little Bistro and sat at “our” table. This was the place where we decided to bring Adam into our family. This same restaurant was the place we brought our daughter before sending her out into the world. So many memories happened in this place.
“So, your party starts in a couple of hours and I still have one more gift for you. Shall we head out? It might take a while…”
“Oh my…what kind of gift is this?”
“Not that kind. That is later. This one is just down the road.”
We hopped in the car and not even five-minutes later we were at our final destination.
“Garrett, I really appreciate you bringing me to the Art Museum but I don’t think there is time to look around right now. The party starts –”
“Mollie, honey, this is YOUR art museum, cafe, and gift shop. I bought it for you. Happy birthday.”
“How the FU–heck–did you afford to buy a whole museum!? We’ve been selling off our stuff just to get the twins through college and the younger kids birthday gifts. Hell, Christmas is coming up. How are we going to buy gifts now!? How did you afford this place?!”
“I sold the boat.”
“Garrett…we don’t own a boat.”
“No, no we definitely don’t own a boat.”
I may have forgotten to tell Mollie we owned a boat. More specifically I owned a boat. However, now neither of us own a boat and she has an art gallery. Perhaps she will forget.
“Well, it’s about 2:30 now and you know how your mother is always early to parties. I bet she is at our house right now. Let’s go home and tomorrow we can bring your photos and get this place ready to go.”
“And while we are doing that perhaps you could tell me about this boat?”
I think I might need to work tomorrow…
I was wrong about Mollie’s mother being early. She and Victor arrived a bit later and with a surprise in tow.
“Mrs. Lox, I think we should visit more often! When is my new brother or sister-in-law due?”
“Any day now it seems. And, Garrett, you’ve been married to my daughter for nearly 20 years. I’m pretty sure you can call me Liddy.”
“Oh I’m pretty sure I can’t, Mrs. Lox. Come on inside, you two. It’s getting cold out!”
Before we could get inside though, Mollie came looking for me.
“Garrett where the heck are you? The doorbell rang 15 minutes ago! Holy shit…”
“So aren’t you out of rhyming names yet?”
“Actually we were thinking Golly or Jolly. He’d fit right in!”
“Oh, you forgot to tell me you were birthing an elf. Does dad know?”
“Oh jeez, Mollie. Really though the only name left was Polly and your father vetoed that so this kid gets a boring name. Come on, I want some birthday cake. Don’t you have some aging to do or something?”
With Liddy’s prompting Mollie went a blew out her candles. Vic and Liddy got the seat of honor next to the birthday girl. I mean, she is their daughter after all.
After the candles Mollie disappeared. She didn’t even have any cake. I had a feeling she might be having a midlife crisis moment and I went to track her down.
She was cleaning the house. I knew then it was bad.
When I found her she was scrubbing Cueball’s cage. I was concerned she might scrub right through the glass.
“Sweetie…is now the best time to be cleaning? What’s up?”
“HAVE YOU SEEN ME? Gar, I have wrinkles! And saggy boobs! I’m hideous!”
“Sweetie, everyone is done with cake. How about I kick them out and I’ll show you just how beautiful I think you are. And then tomorrow we’ll go and work on the shop?”
“Fine. And you’ll tell me about this boat. Oh, and you’ll also tutor Adam since you pulled him from class today.”
Only two weeks until the girls got home and I was going to need to kiss ass all 14 days. I just knew it.