"Boston please stop running" I said for the second time "you don't wanna fall"
Boston just turned 2 yesterday and he was now into everything. Much to my dismay he was exactly like me as a child. Let's just say I have apologized to my parents multiple times for my actions as a kid.
I ran after him and scooped him up in my arms and kissed his cheek. He laughed.
"No daddy" he whined.
"You don't want to get all banged up before your birthday party do you?" I asked.
"No" he answered. No was his new favorite word.
Boston was getting so big now he really didn't look like a baby anymore, he was a little boy now. People say he looks like me but all I see is his mother in him. There was always mischief in those big blue eyes of his but then again look who his parents are. His hair was on the longish side, it went a little ways past his ears. I wanted to cut it but my mother said there would be hell to pay if I cut his "beautiful blonde hair" as she put it. I decided to live with it a little while longer before I had Trademarc fix it up.
"So who do you want to go to your party?" I asked him.
He seemed to be thinking hard for a minute.
"Daddy" he said.
"Yes daddy is going to your party" I said "who else"
"Gamma Carwol" he said.
"What friends do you want?" I asked.
"Kewlesy" he said.
"Kelsey and Briana… what about Julian and Quinn" I asked.
"Yeah" he said "Unca Rany"
"Uncle Randy and Auntie Maddie will be there" I said "what about Nick and Morgan and all your friends from dance class"
"Abby come me birthday daddy?" he asked.
"We can ask her" I said.
"Otay daddy" he said.
"Boston what kind of cake do you want for your party?" I asked.
"Nilla wif Pooh on it" he said.
"Vanilla with Pooh on it good choice" I said.
"Daddy, mommy come me party?" he asked.
"Boo, mommy is in Heaven she can't come to your party" I explained.
"Otay daddy" Boston said sadly.
He had found a tape that his mom had made for him when he was a newborn and he asked to watch it everyday. He's seen that tape over 100 times but he still loved watch "mommy".
"Daddy's friends from work are bringing their kids so you'll have so many friends to play with" I said.
That seemed to cheer him up a little bit.
"Cheer up Boo the birthday boy can't be sad" I said.
"Me hungry" he said.
"Ok let's go inside and I'll make some Mac and Cheese" I suggested.
"Yay! Mac and Cheeps is my favorite" he clapped his little hands together in excitement.
"Daddy knows it's your favorite that is why I make it for you all the time" I replied.
Dinner consisted of Mac and Cheese and hotdogs, Boston and I seemed to eat this a lot because my cooking skills stopped there. My mother got into the habit of making food and then freezing it so I could heat it up at a later date.
"Boo is your ear bothering you?" I asked later that night.
I had noticed that he had been pulling on his left ear all day but since it was Sunday nothing could be done about it.
"Uh huh" he said.
"Well I'll take you to the doctor's tomorrow morning" I told him "they'll give you some medicine to make you ear feel better"
"No" he yelled "no doca, doca give me shot"
"Honey you won't be getting a shot tomorrow I promise" I said.
"Otay daddy" he said.
"Now it's PJ time and then bed"
I dressed Boston in a pair of red football pajamas and he grabbed his bear and got into bed.
"You got Wuvvi?" I asked him.
Wuvvi was his bear that he has had since birth, his mom bought it for him.
"Yep" he replied.
We did our normal bed time rituals and now it was time for kisses and lights out.
"Night Boo Berry" I said giving him a kiss.
I was about to turn out the light and leave the room when he stopped me.
"Daddy you gots to give Wuvvi kisses too" he said.
I laughed, who would have thought John Cena would ever have to kiss a teddy bear goodnight.
"You are right how could I forget to give Wuvvi a kiss" I said lightly smacking myself on the forehead.
"You silly Daddy" Boston laughed.
I went back over to the bed.
"Sorry Wuvvi" I said to the bear. I kissed the bear.
"Ok we all set now?" I asked.
"Yep" Boston said and then yawned.
"Good night boys" I said shutting off the light.
I picked up the phone and dialed an all too familiar number.
"Hi you reached Abby I'm not home right now but if you leave you name and number I'll call you back" her answering machine said.
"Hey Abby it's John no need to call me back it's just that Boston's birthday party is on Saturday and I know he'd really like it if you went but then again you don't have to" I said "and don't think that I want you there cuz I don't, it's just that Boston does… so you know what forget it don't come"
I hung up the phone. How could leaving a message on Abby's answering machine be so frustrating. I had no idea ,but what I did know is that Ashley was dead wrong when she told me to give Abby a chance.
