This is what happens when you take your seeker to a birthday party. I have a feeling I am not the only one this has happened to. Looking back, it’s pretty funny.
I recently had the pleasure of attending the first birthday of a friend’s sweet little twinies. The babes were preemies and had been through such an amazing first year of life. Getting that invitation took me right back to the day they were born. So tiny and fighting to live. Their mama, so brave. Each day these babies kicked butt and grew and grew and fought and fought. Seeing that invitation made my heart swell. I was excited to go and celebrate them and all they had conquered. We arrived at the party just the two of us. Mama and Mr. Pants. It was hot and Grandma Pants stayed back with Miss Plum. Now I don’t go anywhere without a plan because Mr. Pants is two. And two year olds are certifiably insane. So my plan was to let him enjoy the park and hopefully we would both come back alive. I packed some snacks and brought his dinos and juice. I mentally prepared for all possibilities and we got in the car.
1:30 pm we arrive to the celebration.
By 1:50, we were heading home.
Twenty minutes. Twenty minutes wherein I am sweating bullets and might cry. Here’s the breakdown of what I lovingly refer to as “The Day Mr. Pants Went Ape at The Party”. …continue reading