Birthday Bashtasticness -open to everyone!-
Dec 10, 2013 0:51:40 GMT -5
Post by Kali Caraway on Dec 10, 2013 0:51:40 GMT -5
Kali couldn't hardly believe it was time for Brandy to be 2. Brandy was 2 years old. Brandy was Mamma's little independent, play-with-her-toys-without- Mama's help-girl. She could walk, get into everything, and she was even halfway potty trained--she would go into the bathroom, and then go into her diaper. Brandy wasn't that completely helpless infant anymore. Kali, while swollen with pride for her little baby, was still shocked when she thought back-- way back to those absolutely sleepless nights. Because Brandy was her first baby (and just maybe her last) Kali had no idea if she was raising her newborn the proper way or even how to. Brandy cried a lot and Kali thought it was just her. She wouldn't breastfeed normally--if at all--she would just cry. Kali thought, desperately, that she was just not cut out to be a mother, when one of her regulars mentioned Brandy could have 'colic.'
Kali had actually never heard that before.
(Maybe that showed that she WASN'T a good mother, but others assured her otherwise).
She took her baby to the doctor, who also said it was colic. It was a horrible thing, where a baby just cried. A baby had colic if they cried more than three hours, in more than three days, and in more than three weeks. Brandy definitely had that, from when she was two weeks old, until she was four months--almost to the day--and Kali had never been so relieved the first night Brandy slept all the way through. Though the doctor never found a reason for her to have it--she went to the bathroom, had no internal problems or bleeding, her clothes weren't too tight, she was almost always held, and
The haunting memory brought a faint smile to her face--it had caused her to really find her limits. Brandy was an angel now--albeit exploratory. Kali had her dressed in a purple shirt with green and blue flowers at the collar, cuffs, and matching pants (the pants had larger flowers). Her shoes were shiny and black, and she wore white socks that were slightly embroidered. Kali didn't buy into the 'baby boys wear blue, and baby girls wear pink' scam, because she liked all the colors and didn't want to precondition Brandy with gender roles. Kali wanted Brandy to be even more of a bad ass than she was. (She couldn't wait to find out what Brandy's meta-gift would be.)
As for Kali's Kafe, the white and purple haired lady (white with some purple streaks) had spared no decoration in preparation for Brandy's big day. Luckily, her birthday fell on a Monday, so Kali had Sunday to get everything ready. There were balloons of all colors and sizes floating around the ceiling, streamers ran from wall to wall like rafters, and confetti painted the floor (she checked with the Health Department and as long as they were all gone by the next work day...), and birthday candles were a part of every center piece on the tables. In the window, she drew a cake with birthday candles, and wrote, " Come inside to celebrate Brandy's 2nd Birthday!" Though because of the use of colors, it was much more enthusiastic to read.
For the daily special she had a vanilla milkshake with sprinkles, pork BBQ on whole wheat bread, and fresh organic green beans for $6.00. As a special surprise (for her customers, and new visitors) she was also giving away cake pops, that she had spent nearly all of yesterday baking. They were a variety of cake flavors; white, yellow, red, chocolate, lemon, and a few were rainbow colored (Brandy's cake was rainbow and she had some batter left over). The pops also had different icings, some with sprinkles, others with oreo crumbs. She would be giving those out until they ran out.
Brandy was in her child's corner now, playing with stacking blocks--the wooden ones with colors, letters, and numbers on them. Kali smiled to her baby and walked over and kissed her on the head. "Maaaaaa." Brandy let out before she went back to playing. One of the baby's towers fell away from her. She looked at it for a moment before she started building it again.
Kali smiled; that was her girl!
She went from table to table, making sure everything was ready and perfect and then flipped on her Open sign.
(Open to any and all!!!)
Kali had actually never heard that before.
(Maybe that showed that she WASN'T a good mother, but others assured her otherwise).
She took her baby to the doctor, who also said it was colic. It was a horrible thing, where a baby just cried. A baby had colic if they cried more than three hours, in more than three days, and in more than three weeks. Brandy definitely had that, from when she was two weeks old, until she was four months--almost to the day--and Kali had never been so relieved the first night Brandy slept all the way through. Though the doctor never found a reason for her to have it--she went to the bathroom, had no internal problems or bleeding, her clothes weren't too tight, she was almost always held, and
The haunting memory brought a faint smile to her face--it had caused her to really find her limits. Brandy was an angel now--albeit exploratory. Kali had her dressed in a purple shirt with green and blue flowers at the collar, cuffs, and matching pants (the pants had larger flowers). Her shoes were shiny and black, and she wore white socks that were slightly embroidered. Kali didn't buy into the 'baby boys wear blue, and baby girls wear pink' scam, because she liked all the colors and didn't want to precondition Brandy with gender roles. Kali wanted Brandy to be even more of a bad ass than she was. (She couldn't wait to find out what Brandy's meta-gift would be.)
As for Kali's Kafe, the white and purple haired lady (white with some purple streaks) had spared no decoration in preparation for Brandy's big day. Luckily, her birthday fell on a Monday, so Kali had Sunday to get everything ready. There were balloons of all colors and sizes floating around the ceiling, streamers ran from wall to wall like rafters, and confetti painted the floor (she checked with the Health Department and as long as they were all gone by the next work day...), and birthday candles were a part of every center piece on the tables. In the window, she drew a cake with birthday candles, and wrote, " Come inside to celebrate Brandy's 2nd Birthday!" Though because of the use of colors, it was much more enthusiastic to read.
For the daily special she had a vanilla milkshake with sprinkles, pork BBQ on whole wheat bread, and fresh organic green beans for $6.00. As a special surprise (for her customers, and new visitors) she was also giving away cake pops, that she had spent nearly all of yesterday baking. They were a variety of cake flavors; white, yellow, red, chocolate, lemon, and a few were rainbow colored (Brandy's cake was rainbow and she had some batter left over). The pops also had different icings, some with sprinkles, others with oreo crumbs. She would be giving those out until they ran out.
Brandy was in her child's corner now, playing with stacking blocks--the wooden ones with colors, letters, and numbers on them. Kali smiled to her baby and walked over and kissed her on the head. "Maaaaaa." Brandy let out before she went back to playing. One of the baby's towers fell away from her. She looked at it for a moment before she started building it again.
Kali smiled; that was her girl!
She went from table to table, making sure everything was ready and perfect and then flipped on her Open sign.
(Open to any and all!!!)
