She went to Taylor's birthday party on Sunday but before we go to Sunday, let's go back to Friday. We went to the toystore to get a gift for Taylor. So, off she went looking for the perfect gift for Taylor. At first, it was Oh, look Mommy! Taylor will like this. And then, it was,
Mommy, can we get this?
Do you think Taylor will like it?
It's not for Taylor, it's for me.
But, Meg, we're here to get a toy for Taylor.
I want to get a toy for me, too.
OK, you can get something, get something small though.
I don't want something small, I want something big.
We'll see.
So, what was supposed to be a quick stop at the toystore turned into an hour. She takes forever choosing a toy.
Saturday, we stayed home. It was too cold to go play outside. She played inside. Then, she went upstairs to my bedroom.
Mommy, it's cold in the living room. I'll close your door so you won't get cold.
It was extremely quiet downstairs so I went to check up on her. She excitedly ran up to me,
Mommy, mommy, the kitty came inside our house.
What kitty?
Uly, he's inside.
Meg, Uly's not our cat, he can't come inside.
(I took Uly out)
Meg, don't let the kitty come inside, OK?
OK.
I knew she was up to something. I went back upstairs. After an hour or so, I heard the cat again.
Megan, did you let the kitty in again?
No, it came in by itself.
And how did he do that?
He made a hole in the dining room.
What hole?
It's a big rectangular hole.
Are you talking about the door?
But, mommy, he wants to come inside and play with me.
So, now, the kitty's hanging out our backyard, meowing, waiting for Megan.
Sunday. Taylor's party was at 4 pm. All day, from the moment she woke up, it was,
When are we going to Taylor's party?
What time is Taylor's party?
Where is Taylor's party?
I must have read the invitation to her a thousand times.
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