This story can be filed under 'Irresponsible Parenting'. Or perhaps under 'Super-Awesome Parenting', depending on your viewpoint.
It was Mother's Day today. I got lots of hugs and kisses, some beautiful gifts that little hands wanted to unwrap for me REAL BAD, a break from diaper changes, and a Mother's Day nap. After that we decided to go out and get all crazy for our dinner.
We walked All. The. Way. down Queen Street -- which actually didn't take forever because happily Arram had acquiesced to his stroller when told it was going to be so so so far-- to Sky City and went to New Zealand Natural (which, oddly enough, we'd learned about not here in NZ but when the first US franchise went up in Valencia in 2008). I had a coupon and we shared amongst us two fruit-yogurt cones and two fruity smoothies. Wow. We had ice cream for dinner! And to top it off, just in case that wasn't quite enough, we got donuts on the walk back.
When we got home the boys hopped straight into the bath to wash off the stickies. Their bubble bath frothed up like never before, what with all the agitation in the tub from little limbs thrumming in the throes of the most intense sugar high ever, dude.
It was Mother's Day today. I got lots of hugs and kisses, some beautiful gifts that little hands wanted to unwrap for me REAL BAD, a break from diaper changes, and a Mother's Day nap. After that we decided to go out and get all crazy for our dinner.
We walked All. The. Way. down Queen Street -- which actually didn't take forever because happily Arram had acquiesced to his stroller when told it was going to be so so so far-- to Sky City and went to New Zealand Natural (which, oddly enough, we'd learned about not here in NZ but when the first US franchise went up in Valencia in 2008). I had a coupon and we shared amongst us two fruit-yogurt cones and two fruity smoothies. Wow. We had ice cream for dinner! And to top it off, just in case that wasn't quite enough, we got donuts on the walk back.
When we got home the boys hopped straight into the bath to wash off the stickies. Their bubble bath frothed up like never before, what with all the agitation in the tub from little limbs thrumming in the throes of the most intense sugar high ever, dude.
1 comment:
Hey, you fed the kids a balanced diet...fructose, lactose, sucrose. What's wrong with that?
Sounds like fun. You need to kick up your heels now and then.
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