Birthday Party #2

We got to have Birthday Party Numero Dos with Pawpaw and Fifi the second weekend of May. On Wednesday, May 13th, I got a call from Pawpaw asking what I was doing. I was a little suspicious because this was out of the ordinary. Then Fifi breaks the news that they were on their way to our house. What a surprise! We were excited though because we were a little worried that they wouldn't make it, whether for John Reagan's birthday party or before then. Fifi got a new "part-time" job. Seeing as how the job is with the state of Louisiana, you never know what is going on until just a few hours before. Fifi decided she better come up while she had the chance.

We celebrated on Friday with brownies and presents. John Reagan couldn't stop thinking about the icing long enough to do anything else.

The presents were the reason we did the party when we did. We decided Friday morning that John Reagan needed to open his rain boots, raincoat, and umbrella since rain was in the forecast.

John Reagan was still thinking about the icing. He wouldn't allow himself to get overly excited about all his new stuff. Of course, the big birthday present he saw the very moment Pawpaw and Fifi came up...the cat! Yes, we acquired a cat against our will. Pawpaw and Fifi's toy schnauzer is a Momma Hen! She brings up stray cats and dogs. Last time we were in Louisiana, Velvet (the dog) decided to bring a stray kitty up the day before we left. Pawpaw tried to get us to bring the kitty home then, but we wouldn't. So they brought the kitty to us. He is solid black, and his name is Midnight Climber. He stays outside most of the time...even potty's outside. He comes in to eat and play, that's it. The very next morning John Reagan was asking, "Where's my catty?"

About the name...obviously Midnight is because he is black. Climber is because while at Pawpaw and Fifi's he would climb the walls and anything else there was with any height. Pawpaw named him. Enough said if you know Pawpaw. I do have to say, we haven't experienced the climbing. Halelujah! We will have a picture of Midnight for you soon.

While Pawpaw and Fifi were here, John Reagan got a much needed hair cut. He is such a good boy when it comes time to get his hair cut. He sits perfectly still, and he got a treat from Fifi for being such a big boy. Evie is in the corner checking out this hair cutting process thinking, "Stay away! I don't want my hair cut."

This next picture is too funny. John Reagan got off schedule one day. I don't know if he colored all over himself or what, but he needed a bath before we even thought about leaving the house. Evie's pink towel was already out, so I grabbed it. I had to go to the living room for something, and John Reagan followed. The front door was open and before I knew what was going on, John Reagan was outside butt-naked with a pink towel on him. Just to give you an idea of what is really going on...this towel is way to small for him and DOES NOT close around him in the front. Any neighbors that were out got an eye full.

I couldn't finish my post without adding an adorable picture of little Evie girl. I wouldn't want her to feel left out, as if she would know.

This picture is going in the favorites pile. I love it! She wants to know if she is going to get 3 parties for her birthday. We will have to explain that you get a party for every year of your age...lol! John Reagan is headed that way. For his second birthday he had 2 parties. Pawcaw and Nana couldn't make it up last year for his birthday, so they came early and had a separate one. We are in so much trouble if we keep this up.