It was a little tough to rouse him at six Thursday morning, but Friday morning he was up at 5:15.
Oh, you thought he might forget Friday equals Chick Fil A on the way to school? Umm no.
I did okay, too. It's an adjustment, an adjustments take time. Adjustments are also an excuse for cheer up Starbucks.
Friday, Buck and Emo surprised Reese at school around lunch and then came to visit me. We celebrated Buck's birthday in grand fashion: dinner out Friday night, an all day fire pit barbecue Saturday, and a from scratch birthday cake.
The cake was superb. I offered him three options {chocolate, caramel, or strawberry} and he picked caramel. It was a great choice. My cakes aren't going to win any awards for beauty, but they make up for it in taste.
Also on Saturday was an entertaining side adventure courtesy of my mother. After a little downtown shopping, we headed home to check on the boys. In route we came across a chihuahua in the road. Being the animal rescuers we are {NOT!}, we stopped. Mama went door to door looking for the owners, but had no luck.
Home came the dog:
After about an hour of trying to figure out what in the world we should do, we headed back out to take her to the humane society for a microchip scan. The humane society had already told me they were at full capacity, so I knew we couldn't leave her there. Just for kicks, I rode through the area where we had originally found the dog. Low and behold there was a man looking! Tiki was reunited with her owner. Thank you, Lord.
And finally, three of my favorite people stopped by on their way home to Augusta this afternoon.
The Beasley family is pretty smitten with this little lady. Reese was also beyond excited that Uncle Hugh brought him a Batman toy. That Hugh, he's big on bribing people to like him best. And it totally works.
And now it's Monday eve, my least favorite time. Raise your hand if you think Lofton should buy me a present to make re-adjusting to work easier?
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