We enjoyed our delicious cupcakes and fed a little to the birds. Brody really loves birds. As we go to leave, and after I got Hyrum in the car, some dude decides to pull in next to me while I'm trying to get Brody in the car. He was half way in and then stops to wait for me. Brody of course took off in the split second I took my eyes off him to notice this dude. I finally get him back to the car (all the while this guy is halfway in his spot.. awkward) and Brody freaks out because "he wanted to do it" (get in by himself). I was trying to hurry things up and put him in since the guy was waiting. I felt the dudes eyes burning a hole in the back of my head and I know he was thinking "come ON!" After an embarrasing (and loud) charade Brody was finally buckled. I figured my best bet would be to let the guy finish pulling in while Brody cooled off in the car (B didn't of course). He pulls in, gets out, and asks if he left me enough room to get in my car (as he's walking away, mind you...I have a funny feeling he wasn't planning on moving it either way haha). Yes those two inches will suffice, thanks ever so much. Anyway I attempted to weasel my way in the car (cupcakes sloshing around in the box which was stuffed in my purse)- cup of delicious milk in hand- and so basically the natural thing happened at this moment- I spilled the cup of milk on the seat of my car and everything around it, crushed the cupcakes, and rode home- in the milky mess and all. Then we hit rush hour and Brody was chanting (loudly) from the backseat "can we go FASTER?!". It was good times. I guess since we're all alive I can say I handled that well (my first test as a mom of two). It was probably pretty funny for everyone who saw all that go down... I think it is (now;)
Welp, since my parents are freezing in D.C. I thought I'd send some 75 degree Arizona vibes...
But I have to add, although Brody freaks out "occasionally" He is still my sweetheart- often tells me "OOo that's a PRETTY shirt mommy!" or "you look booteefool mommy!" He gets a little carried away and also says "that's PERFECT mommy!" (when I'm making or working on something) Or "you're perfect mommy!" Yeah, I could argue but I'll let someone think so (;