Well, I haven't visited my blog in quite a few months. Things have been pretty busy around here. Evan is getting to the age where he is into everything, which can make things quite difficult. Today we went to get a long overdue haircut. Evan did decent, the poor little guy still cries every time though.
By the time his haircut wrapped up it was lunchtime. I found myself thinking "I bet Ev would have so much fun if I treated him to McDonald's and some playtime in the kids play area." Man, oh man, was that a bad idea! We had never actually been INSIDE of this McD's and I had no idea where the drink station was. I had briefly looked around for it while carrying our tray of nuggets, apples, and milk, my purse, and keeping one hand in the hand of my toddler. As Murphy's Law would have it, I didn't immediately spy the drink area.
We proceed into the play area and set up shop at a small table. Evan happily goes to town on his apple dippers while I patiently wait for another stressed out, but kind mother to take up shelter at the table next door so that I can get my drink. It didn't take long for a nice, beautiful mom and grandma to sit down with a 3 year old and a one year old. They happily obliged my request to keep an eye on my son for ten seconds while I ran to get my refreshments. Everything SEEMED to be going okay, right?
Well, that's when the events took a turn for the worse. Before I know it, Evan had spilled milk into his caramel dipping sauce, had sweet 'n sour sauce smeared across his face, fallen out of his chair and nose dived into the table...then onto the ground, and was throwing the mother of all tantrums. I.was.mortified!
I quickly gave up on the idea of him eating any amount of food that could be considered a "meal" and took his shoes off to go play. Apparently another mistake on my part. By this time both of us weren't in the right mind to have fun and regular scheduled nap-time was approaching with warped speed. The poor kid was trying, he really was. But he wasn't quite big enough to climb into the tunnels and go exploring like all of the bigger kids around him. That's right, I said bigger kids. *sigh* Yep, he got pushed around a few times, which resulted in waterworks. I decided I had had enough embarrassment and angering moments for the day and decided to cut my losses. We hightailed it out of there and Evan was promptly sent to nap in his room.
I don't think we'll be attempting this stunt for at least another few months, not without another set of hands to help that is.
