Each morning around 9am, the lovely and fabulous Franny would ring the doorbell of our condo and ask if we needed anything. Fresh towels? More toilet paper? Anything?
On our second morning, she noticed that we had the same last name as the folks staying in G101 and asked if we were related. I smiled and told her that we were all there to celebrate Grandpa's 65th birthday. She immediately said that she and the other housekeepers (she called them her girls) wanted to get a cake and sing to him. No joke.
And they did. The following morning after a little bit of sneakiness on my part and Lynne's part, the housekeeping staff arrived with cake and song and kisses. It was definitely awesome.
Here are a few pics to commemorate the awesome.
I am standing between the fabulous Franny and the birthday boy. So fun!
Paul is eating cake for breakfast. He likes Maui a lot.
Paul got cake on his leg and the lanai. He wanted to eat it anyway. We said no.
Franny and me. Aren't we lovely?
1 comment:
Oh how much fun is all that stuff!!
Love it...
Mom
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