Happy Birthday, Baby
As the header implies, it's birthday time in the Murphey household. Our youngest daughter turns 21 today. In our house birthdays are usually hearlded in by my husband waking our birthday children with his rendition of "Happy Birthday to you." This year is no exception although the timing has changed.
Our youngest works as a pastry chef in a five star-five diamond resort. It means she goes to work by four AM each morning. She has today off, but my husband didn't realize it...so at 2 AM he grabbed a pot and metal spoon from my kitchen and headed towards her room. He beat the pot unmercifully and sang happy birthday to her. She started awake, looked at the clock, and buried her head. When I came in laughing, she told me my husband was crazy. I giggled and told her at least he didn't forget your birthday. She mumbled and grumbled something about it being 2 AM, and then went back to sleep.
It being her 21st birthday, we have to get her ID changed..it will no longer say "Under 21." We've planned a cookout for just family and close friends, but as in previous posts you know it isn't that simple. So far, twenty-five have accepted invites for day one of partying. Cook-out and swimming, with cake and ice cream. The pool comes in handy for when the food fight begins, and the leftover cake and ice cream become weapons of mass mess and mayhem. Usually the birthday person is covered from head to toe.
Tomorrow day two of partying begins at 9PM, with a surprise party at a local watering hole. All her friends, coworkers, and family will be there to give her her first alcoholic drink. And no, she's always been a good kid and not drank. I can't think of a better way of going to a bar for the first time. She won't have to worry about guys bothering her, if she doesn't want them to. With one brother-in-law as a construction worker, another works at the Port Authority, another being a firefighter, a cousin who's Chief of Police, and uncle in the Georgia Bureau of Investigations, and three cousins who are police officers, a cousin in the Marines, a boss who just got his black belt in Karate,...not to mention older sisters and parents...who's really going to mess with this child?
Only a fool soon parted with his head or a few other bodily parts.
She should only be slightly embarrassed...but not if her sisters have anything to say about it. This is their little sister after all, and what big sister doesn't like embarrassing their little sister? As for us old foggies...we'll just sit back and enjoy. All your children being legal, has its advantages.
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