My Kid and her longtime friend (from playgroup from when they were still in diapers)–they went to preschool–but different preschools–and then when they were 3-years-old we planned their terribly photogenic joint pink-and-yellow themed turning 4 party at the park where all the little kids threw water balloons at her older brother (because it was a hot July day and he didn’t care and the just-left-off-being-three-year-olds weren’t quite emotionally ready to take on being-hit-with-a-water-balloon-and-being-laughed-at-all-in-fun) ran back and forth and back and forth as the pre-schoolers threw buckets of pre-prepared water balloons at them–and he barely got wet—big suprise!!!!!!!
Well, now that they are old/older… The friend received the gift of a “Ripstick G” for her birthday. My child recieved a RipStick (apparently “classic” in the color of pink) for her birthday which was YESTERDAY.
Said friend received her RipStick (registered trademark) for her birthday some 12-18 days ago (and is therefore and by default and also experience BETTER at it than my kid who just got the @#$%^& toy YESTERDAY!
So anyway…
For the parents…
The nice parents who arranged the playdate in the park…
When the girls didn’t quite get along because of their vastly different (TWO WEEKS!!!!!!!!!) levels of experience on this registered trademarked variation of a skateboard…
COME ON!!!!!!!!
Could we please all just get along???
I, the mommy am tired and don’t really care that you are slowed down by the less than perfect surface and the acorns that climb uninvited into your wheels. (May I also remind you that the acorns also fall out of your wheels in a single spin!)
Out of the corner of my eye I see a couple with their little pink doll-baby. Vaguely I remember the time with my beautiful miracle child when I would wake from a nap to find her there in the room with me and wonder when the people she really belonged to would come and take her back. Wasn’t I just the baby sitter after all???
No!