We decided on a Pooh theme, and I bought a pile of stuff online. It said it would all arrive by the day before the party, which was totally fine. . .and then the day after I ordered it, the delivery date inexplicably changed to March 14, a week after I need the stuff. That would be a problem, since I ordered a bouncy castle that plays a central role in the party (Tigger's Bounce House!). I am trying to be all zen and keeping my fingers crossed that it all arrives on time despite what it says online.
My mom is currently
driving me crazy visiting, and the girls are having a blast. But I swear that her suitcase contained nothing but sugary American candy and clothes for my children, and I am utterly amazed every time she walks out of her bedroom wearing a different outfit, because every time I turn around, the kids are hopped up on sugar and throwing new clothes about the room. Does anyone have a mother that actually listens to her about the grandchildren, or do they all slip the grandkids churros and bits of crack when they think the parents aren't looking?!
My mother also seriously underestimates the amount of exercise my children need every day, and she clearly tires before they do. She is meeting us at Disney later this spring for vacation, and I'm starting to worry about the clash of expectations that we are certain to experience. A few months ago we did a tough hike, and Miss M finished the entire thing with nary a complaint. Last weekend, some grown-up friends did it, and said it kicked their butts. So I guess it shouldn't have been any surprise when the grandparents tuckered out looooong before the kids yesterday while we were visiting a farm outside the city. The farm wasn't even that big, really. My mother actually rolled her eyes at me when I told her we couldn't leave without seeing the dogs, which were off in a distant pasture. But I had promised Miss M she could see them, and she was raring to go. I fear the dear grandparents are going to lose it on It's a Small World, and we are all going to pay.
They are really only here for a long weekend, though, and it's been good to see them. My kids are thrilled, and will be sad to see them go when they leave in a few days. Luckily, they won't have to be sad for long, because my mother-in-law and her husband arrive the same day my mother leaves. Why yes, we are gluttons for punishment. :)