Three weeks ago, Kate was invited to a girls-only party. Adam and his father spent the afternoon having a fabulous boys-only day. This weekend Adam was invited to a boys-only party so Kate and I are off on our girls-only afternoon.
Kate requested to go to McDonalds so that she could get the happy meal toy and afterwards to the Spur to play. Which means I had to eat the McDonalds burger (I feel dirty). I also had to buy a happy meal for Adam so that we could get a toy for him too. Which meant I had to eat his fries (dirtier). The security guard ate Adam's burger. Kate ate her fries, four of those cups of tomato sauce/ketchup and a strawberry milkshake.
On the way from McDonalds to the Spur, I held her hand and said "I am having SUCH a great time with you on our girls day, I love you". She squeezed my hand and said "I love you too but I wish Mimi (my mom) was here".
Now we are at the Spur with 17,000 other children. Luckily I am having a cider to numb the pain. Kate has, in the space of 5 minutes, knocked over her Chico the Clown ice cream and lost the R5 in the ball machine, without scoring a ball.
Right. She says she wants to leave immediately to go Mimi's house and play. I will not be offended that our quality time has come to an abrupt end, I will be grateful that Mimi remains the star attraction. Long may it last.
PS Both kids are at Mimi's house as we speak. Yay for grandparents!