Sunday, March 30, 2014

A Birthday Weekend to Remember

It's Sunday afternoon.  Sleeping Joe and I are at Bongo Java.  Old Cold Play on Spotify - "Parachutes."  Good music to recap J.P.'s 6th birthday weekend.  And a weekend it has been!

Friday night, we had a delightful family birthday dinner at Mafiozza's in 12South.  Present and accounted for were Jane and Jim White, Margaret McCutcheon, "Great," Meemaw and the four of us.  The highlight of dinner for J.P. was making a dough ball, watching it cook in the pizza oven, then eating it.  He loved it.






Next, it was home to eat birthday cupcakes from Gigi's and open presents.  And J.P. is all about the presents.  It's crazy, but between Jude and me, our families and the birthday party yesterday at Bounce U (more on that later), J.P. got enough presents to stock 2 aisles at Toys-R-Us.





Yesterday morning, it was off to Bounce U for J.P.'s birthday party.  Our 3rd consecutive birthday party for him at Bounce U, no less.  We suggested we have his birthday party somewhere else, but J.P. insisted he wanted to return to Bounce U.  It's soooo easy to have his birthday party there, because they do everything.  We just show up, play, eat cake, get presents and write a check.  See?  Easy.  





This morning, Jude, Joe, J.P. and I had a birthday weekend breakfast at Bongo Java, my second home. George, one of our favorites who, in reality, is an artist moonlighting as a barrista, made J.P. a special cup of "warm chocolate" (J.P.'s alternative to hot chocolate).  



After breakfast at Bongo Java, J.P. and I headed over to the Bridgestone Arena to watch the Predators' morning skate, before tonight's home game against the Washington Capitals.  It was a promotional event for members of the Predators' kids' club.  J.P. sat with his face glued to the glass for an hour, as we watched the Predators go through the routine of a game day morning skate.  It was a real treat.  

Mitch Korn (the goaltending coach) and head coach, Barry Trotz, each tossed pucks over the glass to J.P., which was thrilling for him.  Patrick Hornqvist, taking a break during a drill, banged the glass and smiled at J.P. and, later, Roman Josi waved to J.P. with his hockey stick.  You could have knocked J.P. over with a feather.  He was in heaven.  Before we left, he got Nick Spaling's autograph in the Predators' yearbook, which topped off a perfect Sunday morning.


Eric Nystrom #24


Patric Hornqvist #27


Rich Clune #16


Nick Spaling #13

Really, just a great birthday weekend.  It's hard to believe it, but J.P. is 6 years old.  Wow.

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