Am I the only one who has bathroom horror tales and screaming or whining stories galore to tell on any given today? Sorry rhetorical question, but just had to ask. However, never mind I will get back to that momentarily.
Anyway, I had written in the past about a situation at Emma’s pre-school, where she was not including one of her fellow classmates, because of the situation that she goes to school with two of her cousins. If you missed this article, please click here.
However, in this post I wanted to attempt to give a update to the situation here today. We finally had the first playdate between Emma and her friend, “Veronica”, but of course some hijinks occurred, too that I felt I needed to include. So sit back and get comfy for this one.
It would have taken place sooner, but with the holidays and everyone being so busy, this was the first opportunity to get the girls together. We met at Burger King for lunch, where the girls had Happy Meals and played on the indoor playground.
They got to spend about two hours in total together outside of school and I felt it went pretty well. “Veronica’s” mom and I also got to spend a bit of time getting to know each other, while the girls played (some nice adult time was had, too). By the way, Lily tagged along, but she also hung out with Emma and her new friend. At times like this, I do truly like that the girls are so close in age and enjoy stuff like this together.
That said it was a great time, even if it was at Burger King. But did need to share a few things that happened other than they actual playdate, because seriously what is my life without some gratuitous bathroom scenarios and a bit of little kids being little kids with their tempers. For starters, I had to take both girls to the restroom at different times, because with two potty trained kids a little potty time is a necessary evil. By the way, you know from past posts just how much fun those times are for me. Seriously, public restrooms should have a sign on them, “Beware before entering, especially with children”. Of course this one was no different. I took Emma first, while Lily was watched by “Veronica’s Mom” and of course she had to wait until the smaller stall was free. Honestly, I love how her mind works like there was some magical prize in using that stall versus the other when she entered. But in the end, other than that all went fine in there with Emma.
Then, Lily had to go. I get her in there and we went into the same stall Emma went in only ten minutes earlier and apparently someone went in, used it and peed all over the seat. So, I proceeded to try to clean the toilet, because as gross as it was, sadly I have touched worse than fresh pee at this point in my life. However, when the toilet paper came out streaked with blood, I drew the line. I got her dressed immediately and went into the handicap stall with her and let her finish up. Normally, I wouldn’t have said anything, but seriously who leaves blood all over and doesn’t clean it up. I am not a germaphobe either, but still I got a bit concerned about diseases for a moment, too. So, I told an employee that they better go in there and clean it. Sorry, but that was just plain gross and so unnecessary. For me to complain after all I have seen and been through with my bunch, it has to be bad.
By the end of the two hours, other than the bloody toilet seat, all had gone swimmingly and thankfully the girls seems to be friends now and are planning on doing more playdates, too. So, I felt like we had made good headway on that front finally. Which was the purpose, so I will say the playdate itself was a success by all standards thankfully.
However, as stated earlier, my tale would not be complete without some whining and screaming out of my kids, because of course at this age they just know how to do this oh so well!! When we were leaving, Emma started to cry that she didn’t go on the big slide that she usually goes on a hundred times. It turns out another little boy was on it, so both she and “Veronica” were too shy to go on. So, regret took over Emma that she didn’t get to do this. As we were driving home, she was whining, while then Lily was relatively quiet munching on her puffs, but once we got home this all changed. Emma still whining, wore herself out from the day’s activities, sat on the chair curled up and fell asleep. I put a blanket on her and she stayed there for over an hour. Lily, Little Miss Go Big or Go Home, started to scream when I took her coat off like I was taking her best friend away from her and did this all the way into her bed, where she collapsed for two hours before I heard from her again.
Those few minutes of both girls a mess were enough to make me want to call for Calgon or at least for my happy place. But thankfully, as I said it was short lived and I actually got some quiet time, even if it was to catch up on all the e-mails and articles I missed being published while I was out. Right before they woke up, I finally caught up and then of course it was time for round two until bedtime!! But that is another story, for another day.
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