Tonight, Brandon and I went to Theresa and Liz’s house to celebrate Theresa’s birthday. Dave was being a party pooper and did not come with us. Theresa opened the door with a feather boa and tiara on. Brandon kept eyeing the boa. More on that later. There were a lot of people already there, some who had just gotten back from wine-tasting. Brandon wanted to bring Skarlooey and one troublesome truck. Dave told him not to turn Skarlooey on, to save the batteries. It backfired when Uncle Robert turned Skarlooey on first. I guess it was bound to happen, several other people also turned Skarlooey on. It kept him busy in the kitchen, when everyone else was playing guitar hero. Stacy rocked the house; she even beat Monday, who was playing on medium while she was on hard. Once you get “whammied” there is no turning back. I was a victim of her whammy; I blamed Brandon for losing to her at first, and in our face-off, I got whooped (or should I say, “whammied”). Brandon got back at Auntie Stacy at air hockey. Yes, they have air hockey! Brandon even had his Canadian hockey jersey on to fit the part.
We got a tour of Theresa’s house. Brandon made himself at home as he rushed up the stairs. He didn’t even wait for us to go up there with him. The master bedroom which is humungous! Brandon took a liking to Theresa’s hugseat (I can’t remember what it’s called, but it looks like a giant beanbag, but it’s more foamy). He climbed right in. All he needed was the remote control. After we were done with the tour, I reminded Brandon he had to turn around to go down the stairs backwards. Man, he took off! Then later, he wanted to go back upstairs by himself. Auntie Julie told him there were monsters. He got two steps, heard the word, “monster” and scampered back quick. That really got him. Which reminds me, when Joyce arrived, she had a purse over her shoulder for awhile. Then everyone asked her if she had brought Lola, her dog. She then took the dog out of her purse (actually a dog carrier), and Brandon said, “A monster!” He had never seen a doggy come out of a purse or anything like that before!
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I kept asking Brandon if he was ready to go home. “No,” he quietly responded. So we stayed. And I kept asking, until finally he whispered, “Yes,” with a big yawn following. So we were getting ready to go home, when the grown-ups were doing shots with the birthday girl. They make little plastic shot glasses! The Nguyen sisters know how to throw a party. (It was all part of the master plan to have the party there so Theresa didn’t have to go anywhere afterwards. They were even trying to get others to stay over!) Someone said they were taking medicine. Then I told Brandon it was fluoride (Grey Goose looks like fluoride). Then they all showed Brandon what nice teeth they had! He did give them a cheers and drank his water. Water is good! Water will continue to be good for 19 more years. He gave everyone a hug, even told Auntie Julie “nice to meet you” – this was supposed to be said to Aunties Liz and Jenny, since he hadn’t meet them before. Coming back home, Brandon wanted to stay up to see Daddy. After we got home, he got another burst of energy and wanted to put Skarlooey back on the tracks with Duck. Must have been that last bit of fruit he was eating – good thing I denied the request for more cake after the first round.