Yesterday was an interestingly hectic day for us. We all woke up at 9:15, because my alarm failed to go off at 8:30. I had to rush to straighten my hair (which normally takes 30 minutes, and I did in 8 without ending up in a burn unit), make a passable attempt at putting on makeup, get the three of us dressed (with an episode of Gabba in the background to keep Thing 1 and Thing 2 occupied) and into the car by 9:50. All of this, for a playdate and clothing party that was supposed to begin at 10. After buckling the girls in, I pull up FB on my phone to check the address and notice the party didn't start until 1. WTF.
As I'm contemplating what to do for three hours, I get various suggestions from the peanut gallery in the back. "Fwimming!", "Eat chicken with cows", "Mall and go shoppin", and "Beach" were just a few. I finally decided eating chicken with cows was the way to go, so we headed to Chick-Fil-A. We ate and played until a pack of wild 10 year olds made their appearance 45 minutes later. Afterwards, we went to the nice Walmart (ha) and the girls picked out their very own Disney Princess from Hell. Why are they so terrible, you ask? Oh, because they come with these little rubber outfits that are almost impossible to put on by an adult, let alone a child, and my children think their dolls need more costume changes in a day than Cher.
Afterwards, we still had 45 minutes to kill, so we ran to Old Navy to try and pick up some more flip flops on clearance. I've bought my children super cute shoes and sandals for the summer, but they will only wear two things: flip flops & princess heels. Sadly, they only had super huge ones left and our trip was a bust.
Finally, we headed over to our playdate at my friend Wilma's house. When we arrived, her street was completely torn up because workers were replacing a water main. Now, most children would have loved seeing the heavy machinery and massive mounds of dirt. Not Natalie. She clung to me for dear life into the house, where the girls encountered their arch-nemesis: a dog. And not some huge dog, but a poddle looking dog. I kept telling them they were silly for being afraid of this puppy, who wanted nothing to do with them, except find a corner to lay down in. I was able to look around for about 3 minutes at the Kelly's Kids and Shrimp & Grits Kids outfits, and found little man a cute one for next summer.
And then I realized...hmmm...there aren't that many kids here. And there wasn't much food left. And the kids had made the train table look like a tornado had come through. And that party that I thought started at 10, but FB told me 1....yeah, it started at 10. Oops!
