MicroBiology Meets Weaselville

What a busy and wonderful looong weekend. Atop all of the Thanksgiving festivities, yesterday we celebrated the 9th birthday of Monkey Weasel. The day started with pancakes and presents and just grew better and better all day long.

Through the course of the week emails had been flying back and forth between the Microbiologist and I. She would be in town, due to the holiday, and we had been trying to fit in a meet-up. With the normal craziness of the weasel family lifestyle, trying to find a time and place was going to be difficult. I talked to Monkey and she said she would love to have "the lady who gave Ebola to her and Niecey at her birthday dinner." Then ran through the house telling the other weasels "Bad Momma" is coming to dinner!" After the correction was made, Monkey was just as thrilled.

After going to church, I took Monkey to get her ears pierced. That's the 9 year old right passage in our home. She was so excited and could barely wait for me to grab my coat. She was happy damn near wetting her pants in anticipation and we didn't even have to bind her with duct tape to do it like we had to when Boy Weasel turned 9!*

Afterword, we stopped for a special hot cocoa birthday treat at Mommy's favorite coffee shop. Yup, today was defiantly all about Monkey. So what if I conned her into going to "Mommy's happy place" for a cup full of heaven.
We came home and started making her favorite dinner of fried chicken and screaming at the older weasels to hurry up and clean asking for help to prepare for guests. Just as the tasks at hand were being completed, MicroBiologist and Niecey arrived, and not empty handed. They had brought with them a gift for Monkey (how cool was that?). As monkey tore off that paper like a rabid rodent so graciously unwrapped her gift of the game 'Mousetrap' and proceeded to set it up with Micro's help in the living room.

Niecey is close in age to Smallest Weasel and immediately took to the house and the family. Not showing the slightest bit of shyness, she jumped right in and enjoyed hanging out with the weasels. They continued to play while I finished overcooking making the meal, and having grown-up time. Everyone ate happily and there was only 1 drink spill (new record) and it was ME (show of hands fr who is surprised)!We moved on to birthday cake (ice cream cake) for dessert and had a wonderful and laughter filled visit after that. We started putting the weasels to bed (school night) and then I go t a chance to really enjoy Niecey. She is a beautiful, crazy smart and funny 5 year old. Truly and enjoyable kiddo. She had me in stitches a good portion of the evening. Personality oozes out of her and you can't help but fall head over heals.

At the end of the night she planted a great big wet kiss on my cheek and it felt like an honor. She declared that she wanted to be a weasel too. I don't think that I could have been given a better compliment than that. It was all a load of fun. I didn't go to bed until 10:30 (way late for me) and slept in until 6:17 (2+ hrs) and woke in a panic to get the morning duties done in time (pathetic, I know). I sooooo want to do it again.

* just kidding about piercing Boy Weasels ears.