The morning started like any other day.
I enjoyed another “delicious” salad in hopes of getting rid of those baby pounds and Garrett ate whatever the hell he felt like eating. Today it was corn dogs because he doesn’t want to get any tonight.
The one thing that wasn’t normal? Penny and Liv were having a birthday today. Like they were going to let us forget that they would be young adults, college bound and everything.
Since the twins and Colleen shared a birthday I called my mom and we planned an impromptu triple birthday bash for the girls. Everyone would come over to our house that evening for a mega party.
Boyfriends were not allowed since Penny and Colleen still could not settle on who gets to date Greg. Personally, I think neither girl should have dated him since he seemed fine with dating two girls. But what do I know…I’m only older and wiser.
After getting the party details in place it was time to hangout with the best party planning assistant a mother could ask for. Lucy was still sleeping so Adam and I had a little time to ourselves before I had to run off to get gifts and cakes.
“Mommy…Sissies told me they wants cookies for the party. They says I gets to try the cookies whiles you are making them.”
“Your sisters said that?
“Yeah, they saids I’m the bestest cookie eater so I had to taste all the cookies. Yup.”
“Interesting. Well, I guess you could have one cookie before lunch.”
I was going to have to watch out for this little nugget. Only 3 years old and he’s already trying to pull the wool over mom’s eyes. Little Adam is a dangerous combination of Momma’s Boy, Genius, and Adorable.
I made some other food for the party while Adam chowed down on his cookie. It was going to be one of our biggest parties yet and I needed lots of food. Most of which I wouldn’t eat thanks to my stinky diet.
“Mommy’s got to go get some gifts for Penny and Olivia’s birthday party. You be good for the babysitter ok?”
“I’m the best boy ever, Mommy. So you should brings me back somfing, too. Ok, Mommy?”
“You’re birthday is next month, Little Man. You can wait.”
“Well…ok. But I might not be good then.”
“That’s a chance I’m willing to take.”
We hadn’t really utilized babysitters since the twins were toddlers. That bad experience really shook me. Adam is so self sufficient though and he will let us know if anything is amiss with a sitter. He also watches out for Lucy, too. He’s my eyes and ears now.
I drove into town to check out the new art supply shop. With Liv going to University for her art degree it seemed like the perfect place to find her some gifts.
I immediately thought I was in the wrong place when a pink luxury convertible pulled up next to my old SUV.
We had hit a money snag since the remodel and we had been living paycheck-to-paycheck. Things were getting so bad that I was thinking about heading back into the workforce after Adam and Lucy were just a smidge older.
The gear here was seriously overpriced. I ended up getting Liv a drafting table and some models to work from in class. Penny was the spendy one. She was going to medical school and her gear was outrageously priced. We’ll be in the red for awhile but Garrett and I will make it work. We always have.
When I got home I realized that the house was a mess. I’ve been taking care of Adam and Lucy and well…the house wasn’t a huge priority. Until I realized my whole family would be visiting and I had several months’ worth of laundry on the floor.
Garrett was home and he occupied the itty bits. He really loves being a dad to little ones again.
Even Lucy was excited for the party. I doubt she knew what was going on but she could tell there was some hub-bub about and it was going to be fun.
Garrett cleaned up the playroom while I set up the gifts and party decorations.
Adam was displeased by this.
“Hey, Big Guy…what’s the issue?”
“You are picking up my toys, Daddy.”
“Yes. So what’s the issue?”
“I was gonna let Sissies pick a present from my toys and you put thems away!”
“Well, they can pick from your toy box. If they are all over the floor someone might trip. They’ll like it just the same.”
“Fine. I’m not gonna have fun at the party though.”
I decorated the dining room with the girls old pictures. Since I had gotten in the habit of photographing them before each birthday I had one from their toddler years, childhood, and teen years.
I proudly displayed their photos around the room in chronological order.
Finally, was the photo I took of the girls before school today. I also had smaller copies made and framed in their favorite colors. They could take the photos with them to university and beyond and always remember their love for each other and their mother’s love for them.
Finally the gifts were set out and everything was ready and waiting.
Now we just needed the girls to get home from school.