It's Spring and My Dad Won't Let Me Break It

This is the time in the year that give teachers the the little bit of rejuvenation they need to make the hard push to through standardize testing time, the kids go crazy for three months suffering from summer fever time and the time of the year teachers are too busy and broke to have choir practice. (wink wink).  Spring Break Yo!  its down hill from here I am already visualizing my self on tour of America's best beaches.  None the less I was hoping fro a preview this week.  Since moving away from good ole San Antonio twenty years ago... The Texas coast has been somewhat out of reach.  I was not willing or had any desire to drive eight hours or more to see sand and some less than ideal beaches.  However since the little man and I made the trip via The Megabus to San Antonio I figure why not your almost there,  I thought I would rent a car take the little man to go see sand and some Cheeto eating Seagulls for the first time in his tiny life.   I was all ready with credit card and cellphone in hand when my father, little mans grand pa, puts a big huge stop to that idea... With his negative Ned attitude and 1 million reasons why we shouldn't and can't go.  I now feel hostage in my parents home... No car,  having to ask permission to go out with my friend... My parents just want to oodles over the little guy who is now pumped full of sugar, arms stuffed with toys and treats to keep intoxicated and addicted to the land of Grandparentville.  

As always my allergies are flaring as they always do I. San Antonio I am laying on what in my mind should be a lounger located on a beach in south Florida waiting on an exotic tropical adult beverage basking on the sun. But instead I have a recline chair, a box of tissues, some allergy medication and, the glaring light from the TV to enjoy on my week off.

To Party or Not to Party That is The Question

OMG...WOW... my my where has the time gone? The big day is two weeks away before little man turns two. The BIG terrible two, I have been trying to prepare myself for this day for a long time (2 years 220 days 7 hours 33 minutes the time I found out I was pregnant) I have been reading all the self help books and child instruction manuals I can to be ready... Unfortunately everything I read tells you no matter what you can't predict how your child will handle the the terrible twos. That is some what assuring but at the same time I have the self delusion setting in. I know that wont be my child throwing him self on the floor in the middle of theToys R Us rolling around screaming, throwing the content of our grocery basket at the passing shoppers at Wal-mart. Running around church during the sermon going up to the priest and giving him a high five for the awesome distraction he was. Been There Done That!!! I survived that in the one year old stage... I can handle anything.... I am a Mom.

Now to decided to have a party or not. We went all out for birthday number one, had fancy decorations, food, cake, adult beverages, mommy and daddy friends and family from near and far. Had a nice spread for the five kids that came with their parents. (By the way we don't know many folks with kids... I am hopping to make friends at the park some day... When other people start to go to the park). We could have another mommy daddy party.... But I am to tired for company and would be humiliated if the little unpredictable man puts on a mother show... Then I will be looking for new friends and family. The dilemma is I can maybe invite two of the neighbors kids that we know that wouldn't be uncomfortable to be around their parents. At the bounce party place they require ten kids minimum. However, I don't know etiquette when it comes to a kids birthday party... Who do you invite if you kid can't tell you who their friends are from the daycare.

What we have decided is to send a birthday in a bag to the day care I talked with them... They said it would be fine since all five of the other kids in his class have birthdays within days of each other. (New mission to get to know the moms of the other kids at the daycare... I see new friends in my future.) We have opted out of birthday at home and are just going to buy the little guy a swing set. Next year if he asks for a party maybe by then I will know more of the parents from his daycare and will have more kids to invite to a party.