Monday, February 13, 2012

Surprise!

For Zoe's birthday we bought her a battery-operated motorcycle.  A Minnie Mouse one to be exact.  Then the Great Freeze 2012 happened and N couldn't make it home for her big party.  We decided to allow N to have a party in all the celebrations, to wait and give her the motorcycle when N could be there too.

Then three things happened:  we got busy, we forgot we had it and it became too late to give it to her as a birthday present.

We decided to hold onto it until a great time came up.

Last week we were driving into church and Zoe started to cry.  When I asked what she was crying for she said, "I don't think I'm anyone's Valentine!  What if it's Valentine's Day and I don't get anything?  I really want to be someone's Valentine!" 

I totally was prepped for this talk when she's 16, but not 5!  I asked her what she thought would be a good Valentine's present.  She described a battery-operated, pink car.  That's when the light when on that we had something like that.  To make things even better, N was going to be home!  I figured we could work something out. 

We planned to take her to Red Robin for dinner on Friday and then stop by the church.  Grandma was going to run the motorcycle to the church gym, while we were at dinner and then be there for the surprise since Grandma also helped purchase the motorcycle.  Grandma, N and I were all beside ourselves for this surprise.  We knew she'd love it.

On my way home from work on Friday I get a call from Zoe.  When I answered, she yelled, "THANK YOU MOMMY!  THANK YOU SO MUCH!"

I knew she had received her bike. 

N had put the bike together in our bathroom.  It was charging in there, just waiting for the big reveal later that night.  He took Toby outside, Grandma was on the phone and Zoe was on a mission to find her Dora skateboard, which happened to be in our bathroom.

She came out, yanked Grandma's arm and said, "grandma, the motorcycle I've always wanted is in mom and dad's bathroom!"  Grandma stopped her conversation and got immediately mad at N for telling.  He's notorious for not keeping secrets. 

As she was following Zoe into the bathroom, N was coming in with Toby and she realized he didn't know. 

On Friday evening Zoe gave no less than 1,675,894 hugs and thank yous to Grandma, daddy and me. 

We played gas station no less than 1,675,894 times. 

I love our little Valentine!

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