Parchesi looked good enough to eat, if you ask me. Those colored pegs made me think of candy. We rolled the dice in the little cups, moved our pegs around the board, bumped each other off, and made it to the home spot. There were some tears when we bumped each other, but my maker reminded us that a game is nothing to cry about....it's called sportsmanship. Of course Abbot was the winner of the game, even if it was because we let him win. He didn't know this, but we wanted him to feel good on his special day. That may not be right to let him win, but we liked seeing him smile more than winning ourselves.
We moved onto Monopoly, a game that's all about money and making more of it by selling properties. We got to build houses and hotels, and knock them all down again when we went bankrupt. Sometimes we went to jail, and other times we collected a pile of money that sat in the center of the board. We went to dances and lost our wallets, but it was still good fun for a shoe, a car, an iron, and a hat.
Wouldn't you know Abbot won that game too, and not because we let him. The little monster has some financial talents that will most likely go unrealized. If I were human and had stocks and such, I would let Abbot handle MY funds, for certain.
My maker then got out a fun game of mix and match. There were colored cards that depicted heads, bodies, and legs of different types of creatures. The fun part was we could mix up the cards to create even sillier images of the creatures! A lion head could have a penguin's belly and a clown's feet. We had so much fun creating different pictures! Abbot gargled so hard at the thought that these creatures could be real that we had to lay down next to them and let you decide.....
......who is sillier looking? Us or the cards?
After an afternoon of fun and games, laughter and gargling, we had some pizza and drinks. Abbot got to have chocolate milk because he was the MadeDay Monster. We giggled more about the fun we had that afternoon and hoped we could play games again soon.
Abbot didn't get a cake as big as a bathtub, but he did get a couple of giant brownies surrounded by jelly hearts that he shared with all of us. The our maker gave us each a chocolate to eat or put in our pockets for later. I'm sure you know what I did with mine and what Abbot did with his.
Happy MadeDay to my best friend in the world, Abbot.
Until next time.