We have never been to the city wide egg hunt that is held in our middle school. We felt adventurous. Massive herds of parents with offspring of all ages, music, balloons, and 15,000 pieces of candy. A sign on the wall gave details of the hunt
Ages 4-5 9:20-9:40
Ages 6-7 9:40-10:00
Ages 8-10 10:00-10:20
I groaned audibly. That means I would take The Meltdown Kid in at 9:20 and then try to figure out what to do with him after that as Nathan was in the 2nd group and Sarah in the 3rd. Fun. Mommy was totally overwhelmed and so was Tims. I kept getting text messages from Pat. He was in line. Nathan was hunting. Sarah still waiting. My last text to my husband? In the van.
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We had a similar situation in church on Saturday. I took the baby to the nursery to nurse and told Rich I would text him if I needed him. As soon as I got my boob out, I got paged to the big kid nursery for my own Meltdown Kid. Do you think he got my frantic texts? Do you think they paged me twice? Do you think when Mrs. G. brought SJ to the nursery attached to where I was that I was a screaming nutcase trying to get her attention--all with my breast in somebody's mouth.
Blog on my own page? Sorry.
Erin,
You didn't even get any Easter candy out of that experience. Hang in there.
I did NOT get Easter candy. Bummer. I DID, however, get lots of sweet hugs from people who REALLY cared about me. Seems like a good trade off. :)
(And I don't even like hugging that much.)
"The Meltdown Kid" I like it.
Erin,
I'm sorry, all I can think is that I hope they let you put your boob away before they hugged you!
And I'm glad you blogged here, because I haven't been to your blog and missed that you had your baby.
Congratulations.
oh, and Carla, never been to a town wide egg hunt, or to see Santa on the green here, or to game night at one of the schools, Halloween party...
Only because I would have had to bring them all myself and know the limits of my patience.
We have done the crazy indoor egg hunt. I refused to do it this year. Went to Prospect Park instead. Apparently lots of folks had the same idea...each kid found exactly 2 pieces of candy each. No joke.
I will drop off our 4 bags of candy at your house. Bah.
Oh boy! I guess I know what I WON'T be doing next year with Phoebe. I HATE CROWDS! It would end in tears as Phoebe would just give up the candy and cry about it. I'll just make my own candy eggs and make my kidskids run in the yard in the snow. :-) Thanks Carla for braving it and checking it out for us!
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