Rainy Rainbow Bootsy, that
is. The name of Little Leighton’s (aka LL aka Biscuit) new birthday gift!
Backing up:
I’ve spent the past five
out of six days with TLC and The Little Girls.
I went to their casa last
Sunday. Spent two nights. We parked my car in TLC’s garage and came to our
country casa on Tuesday. We stayed here two nights. Thursday, after an early
lunch, we went back East to TLC’s home where I spent one night.
I had lunch yesterday with
My Sweet Mackie (she is the CUTEST) in Plano Ft. Worth
I slept like a baby last
night. (That doesn’t happen too terribly often any more.) Pretty much worn out
from chasing Baby Elle (aka Belle) around for five days. (LL is a BREEZE. Seriously.
She’s easy to entertain and keep happy.) Belle is fast. Tough. Sneaky.
Untrustworthy (You can watch her scheming/thinking/planning—trying to figure
out how she’s going to get her hands on something she shouldn’t. She currently
drags her little chair around the playroom to stand on in order to reach the
toys that are Biscuit’s and, therefore, put out of Belle’s reach.). And, of
course, Baby Elle is The Cutest Little
Sister EVER. Winky. Wink.
I go East, again, tomorrow
afternoon. Stay four more nights and head West. Again. Sheesh and Lawdy and aren’t I
just The BEST MOM/GRAMMY Ever??? (Have
I mentioned TLC’s is out of state? For two weeks? Hence my willingness to help
watch The Little Angel Girls while TLC packs, makes a thousand phone calls,
etc. Etc. Etc.)
We’ll be
celebrating LL’s (actual) birthday next week. My Sweet Hubby (aka MSH aka Pa-Pa)
will be joining LL, TLC, Belle and me at LL’s favourite Mall for lunch, a ride
on The Carousel, and visits to The Disney Store and Build-A-Bear Workshop
Monday.
LL has received one of her
gifts early from Grammy and Pa-Pa. A meowing, purring, head-moving cat named “Bootsy.”
LL saw her at our Walmart store a few weeks ago. I told her she couldn’t have it
that day—that maybe she’d get it for her birthday. She saw it one more time on
a quick trip back into Walmart a couple of weeks ago.
Meantime, TLC had ordered it for us from Amazon.
When I retrieved it from
the store in town where we have everything shipped, I had to cut a thousand
things off of the dadgum cat in order to make it STOP MEOWING. It was
simply non-stop. Me, The Deaf-In-My-Right-Ear could hear it constantly. That
wasn’t going to work for me. I decided the time to give it to LL was this past
Thursday—a couple of hours before the four of us gals were going to go back to
TLC’s.
While she took it out of
the Super Girl (we do truly love us some Super Girl!) gift sack, this is how our conversation went:
ELC:
That’s from Buddy Boo Bear and Hunter the Cat!
LL: Grammy, they went to the store and bought it for
me?
ELC:
Yep. We drove them to town. Let them out at the front door of Walmart. Hunter
found it and took it to the Cashier. Buddy took out his little doggie credit
card and paid for it.
LL (looking at me with MAJOR suspicion):
Grammy, I don’t think that’s true. I don’t think dogs can have credit cards!
ELC: I
know, Biscuit. I was kidding. But if they could buy you a gift—because
they both love you SOOO much—this is what they’d get you.
At this point, TLC asked
her what she was going to name the kitty. She told Biscuit she was called a “Bootsy”
cat.
I think I’ve shared with y’all
that LL has ALWAYS named her dolls and stuffed animals quite unique (Oh,
poo. Who am I kidding? They’ve been semi-weird, Friends.) names. Most of the
time, the doll or animal will actually have three names. Or, at the very least,
two. It’s challenging to remember whose names are what. Biscuit always
remembers, though.
After thinking about it
for a few minutes, LL decided she’d really rather call the cat Rainy. Rainy
Rainbow Bootsy. SIGH.
She’s going to be stuffing a bear Monday. It’ll be innerstin’ to see what that one gets named. If only it could be one name that her Grammy could remember.
Hope Y’all are having a
Wonderful Weekend! If you’re traveling as much as I am, BE SAFE . Please!
Smooches and Ta-Ta for Now!
elc
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