Our weekend was a huge success! Peanut and I picked up my mom Friday evening on our way home. The whole way there he repeated “Gamma” and ran into her house as soon as I got him out of the car. After supper, she hung out with him while Hubby and I started cleaning the house.
Saturday morning started early with more preparations. Peanut was into everything, full of too much energy for Gramma to handle. She started feeling lightheaded and had to lie down for a couple of hours, but it helped her feel better and kept her out of our hair. I’m used to Peanut following me around and “helping” when I clean. After I vacuumed, he pulled out his Dirt Devil and got all the spots I missed.
We played in the bounce house for a little while and had a ton of fun. The weather was so nice, we gave Peanut his t-ball set before the party. He looooves it and looks like he’s going to take after his southpaw momma…well, except I swing a bat right-handed.
He scarfed down lunch and started getting sleepy, so I put him in our bed and snuggled him till he finally zonked out about and hour before the party.
We were all about Elmo. The cake, the decorations, red balloons… Once a few folks arrived, Hubby retrieved Peanut who was sitting up in bed looking confused over the hubbub. The older kids spent most of the party in the bounce house, which was definitely worth the money. They did find time to drag out every single toy in Peanut’s room which looked like a trailer park after a tornado. Holy crap, those kids made a mess.
Once everyone left, we relaxed for a little bit, then I took Mom home. Peanut cried as we left. We told him Gramma would stay overnight again for Thanksgiving this week, but he did not care. It’s the first time he’s ever cried when she left and she felt horrible about it. Now she knows he really does love her.
I still can’t believe my little guy is two.