Get your ow
n diary at DiaryLand.com! contact me older entries newest entry

9:49 p.m. - December 16, 2007
I Survived Chuckie Cheese. No Casulaties. Film At 11. Or Not.
Now before anyone says a flippin’ word, the lack of pictures for the big Chuckie Cheese’s Birthday Party Extravaganza is quite logical. YOU herd eight kindergartners and a 2 ˝ year old around THAT place for 2+ hours, making sure they have pizza, drinks, and tokens. OK? And you deal with that as the 2 ˝ year old kicks you in the package when you take her from the play area to the table because the pizza is ready, and she is kicking her feet indiscriminately.

Capice?

Yes, we survived the party. Actually, it was a fun time. Several of Katie’s new classmates arrived and we got to meet them. Yes, there’s another Hannah. I think it’s written in whatever book they write these things in that Katie must be friends with at least one girl named Hannah.

In fact, Hannah may come over for a play date during Christmas. That is, if Katie has ANY privileges left.

Katie is now the gap-toothed mastermind. She lisps at times since she doesn’t have that front tooth, but she’s as cagey as ever. At six, she can engineer plots to get more candy or to open a toy that she’s not supposed to open, and she has a perfect foil in Kristin.

“Kristin did it.”

Alas, proving the opposite is hard.

Today there was a perfect example. I’m watching football. Liz is napping. Because of prior bad acts, Katie and Kristin do not have privileges, so I don’t have to share the TV. They were drawing quietly at the table. All of a sudden, they dash upstairs.

Later, there is a claim that Kristin ate some candy. Well, I look and there’s a chair positioned so someone who is tall could get on top of the fridge, where we put some extra candy, and then there were candy wrappers in Katie’s room.

Katie claims to have eaten just one piece.

This admission comes from a girl who ate an entire sleeve of Chips Ahoy earlier this year. She’s got a six year old sweet tooth for sure. But all we can do is suspect the worst.

Kristin, at 2 1/2, is now the girl who CAN say no. In fact, that’s all she does at times. She also has the attention span of a hyperactive hummingbird, unless she’s engrossed into something SHE wants to do, like a book, or The Suite Life Of Zach And Cody, or singing the “Don’t Bite Your Friends” song on Yo Gabba Gabba.

In fact, you can get a t-shirt. Everyone should have one.

Anyway, Katie now has a nice collection of winter clothes. They’re tough up here in Minnesota, as they let the kids play outside in the snow unless it’s below zero. So a good collection of snow boots, mittens, scarves, hats and coats are a must have.

Not that they weren’t important in Indiana, of course.

But all in all, it was a fun day. The girls were snuggly to me in church and during the joys and concerns I expressed joy, not just because we solved our plumbing emergency, and that I DID finally get out of the airport in Cincinnati, but that I have two wonderful daughters and the best wife and best friend anyone could ask for by my side. And that six years ago tomorrow Katie was brought home from the hospital and into our lives forever and ever.

And that’s all I need.

Well, OK, and this too.

 

previous - next

about me - read my profile! read other Diar
yLand diaries! recommend my diary to a friend! Get
 your own fun + free diary at DiaryLand.com!