"hey, grandma...surprise!"
We went down to Atlanta this past weekend for a surprise 60th birthday party for my mom.
Due to the snow storm in Chicago, our original flight at 9am on Friday morning was cancelled, and our rescheduled flight for 1:15pm was bumped back to 3:20pm. We eventually took off somewhere around 3:30pm, and got into Atlanta around the time Mom was discovering that there was a surprise party being held for her. A MARTA ride and short waltz around downtown later, we got up to the restaurant, where they have a dress code.
At this point, I ducked into the men's room to change out of my jeans and t-shirt. As I disrobed at the lovely marble sink, one of mom's best friend's boyfriend came out of a stall. I would have shook his hand, but I was busy trying to pull up said pair of shiny black slacks. Moments later, the unmistakable shrieking of my Aunt Robin could be heard as she rounded the corner and spied Overboard and Kenny.
Mom had a similar reaction moments later when we rounded the corner into the private dining room. All of our travel shenanigans were worth it for the excited look on her face. I was amazed at how Kenny kept his composure in the face of a sudden storm of attention. Well, to be honest, not that surprised. After all, this was the boy who once again flew like a champ, falling asleep shortly after takeoff. Best baby flier ever, I'm tellin' ya.
The other super-surprise guest was "Maman Michelle," who had secretly flown in from Paris for the party. While Mom was somewhat expecting a surprise party (Dad had thrown one for her 40th & 50th birthdays), she had no clue Michelle would be there. We hadn't seen Michelle since the wedding, and she had never met Mr. K, so it was very cool not only to see her again, but to watch (and listen to) her oooh and aaah over him en francais.
Michelle (aka "Mimi"), also once again extended an offer for Overboard and I to prend un voyage au Paris, where she will put us up at her Hotel, look after the boy, and in general, spoil us all. Needlesstosay, I'm trying to figure out when we can go.
Soooo...here is a link to the Flickr slideshow of our weekend. In addition to the party pix are my trip to the AMAZING new Georgia Aquarium with Robin and Bob, two shots of Kenny and Melanie and Josh's new boy, Ryan, as well as some pix of everyone else with the boy.
Kenny thoroughly enjoyed his sink bath on Sunday too, and didn't pee once! Personally, I think he knew better than to take a whiz in Grandma Jackie's kitchen sink. As a grandson, you can get away with a lot, but you CANNOT get away with relieving yourself in Grandma's sink. Not that I'm speaking from experience....'cause that would be icky.
Due to the snow storm in Chicago, our original flight at 9am on Friday morning was cancelled, and our rescheduled flight for 1:15pm was bumped back to 3:20pm. We eventually took off somewhere around 3:30pm, and got into Atlanta around the time Mom was discovering that there was a surprise party being held for her. A MARTA ride and short waltz around downtown later, we got up to the restaurant, where they have a dress code.
At this point, I ducked into the men's room to change out of my jeans and t-shirt. As I disrobed at the lovely marble sink, one of mom's best friend's boyfriend came out of a stall. I would have shook his hand, but I was busy trying to pull up said pair of shiny black slacks. Moments later, the unmistakable shrieking of my Aunt Robin could be heard as she rounded the corner and spied Overboard and Kenny.
Mom had a similar reaction moments later when we rounded the corner into the private dining room. All of our travel shenanigans were worth it for the excited look on her face. I was amazed at how Kenny kept his composure in the face of a sudden storm of attention. Well, to be honest, not that surprised. After all, this was the boy who once again flew like a champ, falling asleep shortly after takeoff. Best baby flier ever, I'm tellin' ya.
The other super-surprise guest was "Maman Michelle," who had secretly flown in from Paris for the party. While Mom was somewhat expecting a surprise party (Dad had thrown one for her 40th & 50th birthdays), she had no clue Michelle would be there. We hadn't seen Michelle since the wedding, and she had never met Mr. K, so it was very cool not only to see her again, but to watch (and listen to) her oooh and aaah over him en francais.
Michelle (aka "Mimi"), also once again extended an offer for Overboard and I to prend un voyage au Paris, where she will put us up at her Hotel, look after the boy, and in general, spoil us all. Needlesstosay, I'm trying to figure out when we can go.
Soooo...here is a link to the Flickr slideshow of our weekend. In addition to the party pix are my trip to the AMAZING new Georgia Aquarium with Robin and Bob, two shots of Kenny and Melanie and Josh's new boy, Ryan, as well as some pix of everyone else with the boy.
Kenny thoroughly enjoyed his sink bath on Sunday too, and didn't pee once! Personally, I think he knew better than to take a whiz in Grandma Jackie's kitchen sink. As a grandson, you can get away with a lot, but you CANNOT get away with relieving yourself in Grandma's sink. Not that I'm speaking from experience....'cause that would be icky.
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