Tonight I discovered yet again why I only have one child.
Now you might be thinking to yourself. Hmmm maybe she just stopped having sex after her first pregnancy. No as a matter of fact I was actively trying to get pregnant at one point but it didn't happen so I stopped trying.
But this evening I took my daughter to a birthday party of one of her classmates. The first birthday party she went to was wonderful. They painted ceramic things and had pizza and cake. Easy no fuss, no muss, and certainly no danger.
Tonight's festive event however was an oer protective mother's nightmare. We went to a place called Pump It Up. It features several thousand square feet of bouncy things. When I found out what it was and the fact that you have to sign a waiver I decided not to just drop her off but to stay and monitor my kiddo. And boy and I glad I stayed!
Thirty kids! They started off in one arena and we had a few minor ouchies but no big deal. Then we moved to the second arena and that is when everything started to fall apart. Kids were getting worn out after more than an hour bouncing and running around and climbing and sliding and racing each other. Next thing I know there are at least 10 kids who have been injured and are now crying their eyes out.
Ok so off we go to the pizza and cake. Everything went fine there. We had one more incident of crying but it was solved quickly. I also got to to experience a tradition of another culture. The birthday girl is Hispanic and after we sang Happy Birthday in English they sang a Spanish version. Then came time to push her face into the cake. I am assuming it is a blessing of some sort and I am curious to know more about it. It was different and interesting.
Ok since it is so late and I am exhausted I will post more tomorrow. I have so much to say but just can't get it out tonight. I'd be up for several more hours and my eyes are already watering from needing sleep.
Just one more thing. J, I miss you and you better be finding me a really good shell. I hate that you are gone for so long and I can't wait to see you when you get home. Hugs and kisses and lots of naughty thoughts to you!
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