Tuesday, October 28, 2008

I'll drive, Grandpa!

We were invited to a friend's wedding this weekend. Children were invited so we thought it would be a fun family event. We knew we would be running a risk as the wedding was scheduled smack-dab in the middle of naptime but we presevered and dressed in our finest. Daddy charged his camera to take photos of the bride and groom, and Mommy packed a diaper bag, armed with books, food, sippy cup and blankie. We were set.

All went well...until we walked in the building. Alexander was not having anything to do with this wedding, despite our every effort to make him comfortable. In true almost 2 year old form, he screamed and cried until I took him outside and found a path for him to run along and play in the leaves. Fortunately, my parents were 15 minutes away and Grandpa picked him up so we could stay and enjoy time with "the gang". Once Grandpa arrived, Alexander was all smiles.




2 comments:

Kate @ Life As I Live It said...

Ha, and you're worried he isn't communicating! :) Sounds like he's making himself very clear. Glad your dad "rescued" you.

Anonymous said...

We had such a wonderful day with Lorelli and Alexander! He thinks Lorelli is his own private toy and follows her wherever she goes and when Lorelli left Mr. Alexander was not happy...until he figured out Grandpa's chair was now all his :)