Me: Yeah, I know, little man. I am really sorry. I talked to your mom and told her I was going to be in Miami that day. But I heard you all had lots of fun!
BN: Huh. Fun. Yeah, if being blown off by your favorite aunt counts as fun, then yeah, it was a total blast.
Me: Oh, don't be like that. I did call - in fact I called your mom while you were at the airport on the actual day of your birthday.
BN: Funny, she didn't give me the message. But that might have been because she loased me up with Baby Tylenol to get on that damn plane.
Me: Hee hee. But ya had a nice nap, yeah?
BN: Hey! No jokes here! There's this whole matter of a present that needs to be addressed. And when might I be expecting that? Perhaps by my next birthday?
Me: Yeah, you got me there. I guess I have been really busy with all this training and traveling and work that I didn't get around to it.
BN: Didn't get around to it?!?!?! Lemme ask you something, Auntie Megan. How many nephews do you have?
BN: One. That's right. ONE. So how hard is it to squeeze in some retail therapy for your one and only nephew. My mommy does it everyday - she says she NEEDS it, and I've gone with her - I know it's not that hard to shop. Nobody else forgot...
Me: You're right. I messed up. Can I make it up to you?
BN: Grrrr. But now that you mentioned it, I have been eyeing that Tonka Dump Truck and Big Wheel. Yeah, I know I can't use it yet, but just like my mommy, I like to be the first kid on the block with EVERYTHING. CAn you work on it?
Me: I can, I think that's doable.
BN: Then all is forgiven...until next year. Then the stakes get doubled.
BN: Well, I gotta go now, Auntie Megan. There's a whole lotta snow out there I need to get to eatin!
Me: Play on, Player!