Corn Dog Love
Friends of ours had a birthday party for their two year-old last night. It was a dinner/birthday party at 5:30. So, after rushing home from work and changing a squirming 20 month-old into clean clothes because he had spaghetti sauce all over what he wore to daycare, we ventured a whole five minutes away to the party.
The first part of the party was fine. It was outside and the kids were running around, jumping on the trampoline and climbing on the playscape. Dinner for the kids was chicken fingers, small pb&j sandwiches cut into neat shapes (no crusts), chips, grapes, and juice boxes. Dinner for the parents was chili, salad, bread, baked potatoes and whatever you wanted to drink. Since my son only eats corn dogs right now, his dinner went untouched. I had thought about bringing a corn dog and secretly microwaving it, but I didn’t. Next time, I will. Then, at about 6:50 (I know, I thought it was kinda late), it was time to open presents and have cake and ice cream.
Well, that meant we move inside. With video cameras and flashbulbs popping and people milling all over, the kids went nuts trying to play with each new toy that was unwrapped. It was about this time that my son decided that he wanted to “nut up” and throw a series of tantrums. Why? I’m sure part of it was because he missed his daily corn dog and couldn’t understand why his buddy, the corn dog, was not there to comfort him. After attempting to get him to eat some cake – which he didn’t really want, we thanked our hosts and loaded him in the car to go home. That was the longest five minute drive in my life. By then, it was almost 8:00 p.m.
Let this be a lesson to you. Always have a corn dog handy. Keep one in the car, in your pocket, your purse, your desk, EVERYWHERE.
The first part of the party was fine. It was outside and the kids were running around, jumping on the trampoline and climbing on the playscape. Dinner for the kids was chicken fingers, small pb&j sandwiches cut into neat shapes (no crusts), chips, grapes, and juice boxes. Dinner for the parents was chili, salad, bread, baked potatoes and whatever you wanted to drink. Since my son only eats corn dogs right now, his dinner went untouched. I had thought about bringing a corn dog and secretly microwaving it, but I didn’t. Next time, I will. Then, at about 6:50 (I know, I thought it was kinda late), it was time to open presents and have cake and ice cream.
Well, that meant we move inside. With video cameras and flashbulbs popping and people milling all over, the kids went nuts trying to play with each new toy that was unwrapped. It was about this time that my son decided that he wanted to “nut up” and throw a series of tantrums. Why? I’m sure part of it was because he missed his daily corn dog and couldn’t understand why his buddy, the corn dog, was not there to comfort him. After attempting to get him to eat some cake – which he didn’t really want, we thanked our hosts and loaded him in the car to go home. That was the longest five minute drive in my life. By then, it was almost 8:00 p.m.
Let this be a lesson to you. Always have a corn dog handy. Keep one in the car, in your pocket, your purse, your desk, EVERYWHERE.
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