As we were getting to head out the door, I told Shelby to come give me a hug and a kiss. Each and every time I, or anyone else for that matter, get ready to leave, she makes a HUGE ordeal of "hug and kiss". If I dare sneak out without "hug and kiss" the proverbial you-know-what hits the fan.
Anyway, last night, Shelby responded, "Later, Mom. I'll give you hug and kiss next time." WHAT?? My heart sank as I realized her new favorite babysitter, Lilly, had her total attention, and she no longer had time for me. I mean, what does Lilly the Great have over Dear ol' Mom?? It probably has something to do with her willingness to play dress-up, playdoh, board games, and flashlight tag over and over again...
Meanwhile, back at the Prohibition Party, we had a grand old time. In true speakeasy fashion, we had to give a password to get in. There were hilarious actors really hamming it up. My favorite was the cigarette gal who spouted, "You're much prettier than the dame he had in here last week!" She was my BFF before the night was done, and I don't even smoke!
No worries, mom, it's a candy cigarette! |
Mobsters, carrying bats, circled the room with pictures of various employees involved in "questionable" activities quizzing us if we had seen them. A policeman was throwing people in the pokey. The whole atmosphere was made by these period actors, who never broke character.
All in all, it was a night to remember. At least the awesome party distracted me from the disappointment of no "hug and kiss" from my baby girl.
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