Reasons We Loved This Weekend

Well we've reached the conclusion of Ryker's Birthday Weekend. Following are the reasons each of us LOVED it.

Ryker: Ryker was the birthday boy. He loved the attention, the presents, and the cake he got to shove into his face. He loves his new presents, and is completely smitten with his new HUGE bouncy ball. "Ball - KICK! MY ball! You weddy? I weddy. KICK!" is all we've heard for the last 28 hours. It's gone everywhere with him -- served as a baseball, a soccer ball, a basketball, a chair, and a pillow when he got tired.

Jackson: Jack loved the weekend because he pretty much thought it was HIS party. He actually called it that several times. He got some good Grandpa time, including ice cream at 10 this morning! He also helped Grandpa shop for Ryker, and picked something for himself. Thus, we are now the proud new owners of a big talking Woody doll and Buzz Lightyear. Both kids LOVE them.

Chuck and me: We loved having people here, getting to see old friends again and gathering part of the Chrysalis crew again. I love having a deadline by which to clean our house, and continue to bask in the glory of a house sans tumbling hair and dust balls. We also enjoyed getting to eat something other than brats. (We had eaten them for almost every dinner last week in our efforts to not spend money. The culmination was eating them Thursday night with no buns because we used the last of the buns to make Ryker a PB&J for his lunch, which we had to do because Tugboat had eaten the last of our loaf of bread.) But I'm not gonna lie, my favorite part of the whole weekend might have been the three hour nap I got to take today.

Grandpa: Speaking for him, I think Grandpa loved the weekend because he got to spend good time with all of us, particularly Jackson and Ryker. He got to check off one of the food items he's had listed in his phone since seeing it on TV - the Juicy Lucy - via dinner last night. It didn't disappoint. And despite an unfortunate situation with his own alarm clock at the hotel (which played all night at such a low level that he was convinced it was his neighbor's), I think he got some good rest in.

Grandmommy: Again, speaking for someone else (it's a blog - isn't that part of the definition?), I think my mom had a good time hanging out with all of the family and friends that were over this weekend. We got to eat at QCumbers, which was yummy and fun even though she had to keep Jackson and me from freaking out as we almost got hit by a tornado while IN the restaurant (which happens to be a circular space encased in floor to ceiling windows. I'm just sayin'.). She happened to also have an unfortunate sleeping situation, as she was bombarded by balloons being sucked into the ceiling fan and then shot down at her head at 3am., but I think she had a good time anyway.

Tugboat and Kitty: They did NOT enjoy the weekend. I didn't see the kitty most of the weekend because she was hiding from everyone. Tug was not hiding, but was relegated to the garage during the party. Once she was let indoors, she had to endure Tow Mater flying into her paws and Ryker hitting her on the head with his new ball. She's passed out right now.