Josh (age 4) was invited to a birthday party today. It began at 2 and I figured I’d be out by 4. Then I could swing over to the grocery store and purchase food to make a wholesome dinner for my family.
Well, at 5:45 I was among the first to leave the party. I had to wait (and wait and wait) until the freakin hostess brought out the freakin cake, cause you can’t sneak a four year old out of a party if ya haven’t given him the freakin cake, for goodness sakes! I mean, they know about the cake! Lady, oh clueless lady, you are gonna make some serious enemies if you don’t learn that kid parties last two hours max! At least thank goodness the dad brought out a bottle of red wine which he shared with me. This was at 5. I downed my first plastic cup of wine in 5 seconds flat. Also luckily I was walking home. The last 1/2 hour of the party wasn’t so bad. Well, for me, cause after that plastic cup-o-wine I could easily ignore the 2 year old siblings of 4 year olds having their “we have been here toooooo long” meltdowns. I could also ignore the out of control older cousins of the birthday boy, who were just way to wild and wound up, after enjoying piñata candy, cake and make your own sundae ice cream. Josh was asking if we could go already and I felt so sad that I had to make him wait. I just wanted to be polite.
I don’t want to judge, but the more I look around the more I see families in need of Super Nanny. Feeling down about the behavior of the crowd, I came home to learn that Evan had gone over to a friends. I went to pick him up to find that the friends Aunt and Uncle were visiting. The mom told me that the Aunt had remarked that she had never seen a kid as polite and well behaved as Evan. My kids rock. They make me so proud.
PS They had bagels for dinner.
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