Tuesday, March 11, 2008

No crying over spilled milk

Little Elvis went to a birthday party this weekend and had a great time!

This is him prepping for the party (an older woman -- she's turning 2! -- so he had to look very dashing.) These overalls are the cutest things ever, but I didn't do a great job catching them in all their glory. There's a little blue horse with a white rope tail. I will do a better job the next time he wears them, because they seriously are the cutest things ever.

Back to the party, it was held at a new play studio in our area called Monkey Business. It's been a while since Little Elvis has been in an area like this, and I was nervous about how he would behave.

For the most part, he was a gentleman. He ran all over the little play area, and if he saw a child playing with something that looked interesting, he'd go try to horn in on the fun, but in a nice way. He also played with one unsuspecting mom's hair and patted her back as she bent down to talk to her child. And he rubbed a pregnant mom's belly while looking at other kids. Yes, he really did that. She seemed to think the invasion of privacy was cute and funny, or at least she laughed. So, not too bad.

Then, he saw it. A little girl drinking a sippy cup of milk. And he wanted that cup of milk. He made a beeline for her in his bright red overalls and grabbed the cup! I quickly took the cup away and handed it back to her. So, he grabbed it again, getting the top off and spilling some of the milk onto the floor. Nice. Again, I took the cup away, apologizing profusely to the people behind the girl. That was when I realized that several people were crouched down with cameras trying to take a picture of the sweet little girl with her milk.

Surprisingly, the little girl never cried over the spilled milk (2 drops, but it makes for a nice title.) I later found out that she has a twin brother. Maybe I can say that Little Elvis was just being a boy and she was used to that?

I think I'm the only person who was worried over the event. The parents didn't mind, the girl didn't mind. Little Elvis didn't mind, he just ran off in another direction.

He seemed to have a great time at the party. We went to a monthly church group meeting right after the party and we could tell that he was completely worn out by the time we got home. All in all, a great day.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Glad the party was fun. Don't worry about the spilled milk. Pretty soon you will be laughing at times like that and just letting it slide. Some of the cutest pictures are the mishaps that happen.;)

12:27 AM  
Blogger LaskiGal said...

I'm amazed at how much people don't worry. At restaurants, church, stores--little J cries and people don't so much as blink. At a recent baptism a lady came over and commented at how well behaved J was. He actually cried and fussed here and there. To me it felt like it lasted forever and was incredibly loud. Nope. She said he did great. Another parent and I discussed that only when a parent seems not to care and/or lets his/her child do whatever is when it gets annoying/irritating. Sounds like you were being a great mom!

1:31 AM  
Blogger Mighty Morphin' Mama said...

Sounds like he charmed his way through that party!
It is so hard to relax and let your kids just be sometimes, we are always rushing around after them, making them behave. Even with number 4 I am still doing that, granted much more relaxed about it.
I agree with Laskigal that people expect kids to be kids and as long as the parents are attentive and nip things in the bud before they get too far, no one has any issues.
Sounds like you are really on top of stuff and little Elvis is a sweety!

11:01 AM  
Blogger Ann(ie) said...

I have a hard time with that, too. I'm always a nervous wreck and I need to get over it b/c no one else cares and they're just being kids. Takes a while I think for us mama's. xo.

6:38 PM  

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