Kiddos are running around literally everywhere. If one is crying, they are all crying. Trust me. It's like they are all "guys we can conquer if we stick together, commence ear pinching whines!"
Multiple spankings are often given to each child, because most are the age of learning what is appropriate and not appropriate during playdates. For example, slapping across the face or pooping all over someone.. probably not appropriate.
Every time we just laugh and wonder why the heck we thought this was a good idea. We are dedicated to the crafts, and the kids are dedicated to us not doing the craft. I mean, poor C spent the majority of the time like this:
But, just like clock work, at the end of the playdate, the cries, screams, messy house, and one too many boo boo's are totally worth it.
I usually leave with some thing to remind me of this super sweet oh so tiny stage C is in. I mean, he will never be this tiny again. The other moms (myself included) leave with a much needed "girls time" under their belt, and all the kiddos leave having the time of their lives with their little friends (except, of course, the occasional spanking... they aren't big fans of those)
It's at the end of these play dates that I'm just so thankful for C - The blessing that he is to me and that the Lord sees fit to make me his mom.
I wish I had gotten a picture of all the plates made. They simply melt my heart with adorableness. Children are such a blessing. The running, crying, and disobeying are all so small in comparison to the joy these little people bring into my life.
So why do we do this to ourselves, eh? Because, those little people and those adorable plates (and the memories) are so worth it my friends. so. worth. it.
Thank you ladies for a wonderful time, a delicious meal, and a darn cute owl plate.