Sunday, May 23, 2010

My Boy Likes to Party All the Time


The calendar is full this time of year with get-togethers, BBQ’s, and potlucks. This has been a great opportunity for Parker to show us his “party style.” We are quickly discovering that Parker is a bit of a party animal. It is entertaining, kind of funny, but mostly scary.

I found myself telling my husband with worry in my voice, “Oh dear Lord, he is a SENSATION SEEKER. God help us.”

My husband said, “Yup.”

Then we watched in horror as Parker ran around people in circles, screamed at the top of his lungs, did a little shimmy dance to the music, and ran outside to pump the keg for a while.

There were many other children at this afternoon get together. Most of them were SITTING with their parents, eating dinner, or playing video games. After my son pumped the keg for about half an hour, he came inside to work the ab machine like an expert.

I saw him climb up on the couch and took my moment to go sit with him and chat with people who were on the couch. Well, this really only lasted about 2.5 seconds before he’d had enough of that, jumped down, bumped into a baby on the floor, and took off running again. Of course, the baby started crying, and the parents looked horrified. I looked at them apologetically, said “Sorry,” and went off to find my maniac spawn (all the while thinking, “Listen, you just wait until your baby turns two.”).

I smelled him before I found him. He had let go of a giant load of stinky diarrhea. I took him in a bathroom to change him, found my husband, and I said, “It’s time to go.”

My husband said, “Yup.”

The next party we went to a week later was just as much fun as you can imagine. I think the most frustrating thing about it is that you just don’t get to connect with others, chat, talk, “catch up,” what have you. So, even though you get to get out of the house and SEE other people, there really is not much opportunity for adult relaxation.

Ah, well. In a few hours we will yet again go to another BBQ. Like the naïve people we are, we hope that this one will have a smaller yard with clearly defined fences and boundaries, and maybe a little more opportunity to say, “Hey, how are you?” before darting across the room to stop my child from throwing a ball in the house, pulling a cat’s tail, or running around with a sharp letter opener he’s found. Here’s to hoping!

10 comments:

MommyLovesStilettos said...

Oh how I can relate. My son is almost 4 and he's always been a "party animal". Ever since he was about a year old! :)

Oddyoddyo13 said...

Hehe, he sounds like quite the party man! Talk about energetic. :)

Lucy said...

Oh, so very familiar. I promise you, hand on heart, it DOES get better. We had friends around last night for dinner....with their 3 year old tearaway....who toreaway with my three kids.....and....don't faint, but the 4 adults chatted for at least an hour!

Finding My Weigh said...

My little man is the kid on the couch, not leaving my side. His best friend is the one running around, but the one thing we've found that brings them together is the Cars Wii game. It's like magic. We actually got to have a conversation while they sat glued to the TV!

Tenille said...

No matter how much they run about, it's still difficult to relax when you're out with your child. Unless Lil is firmly strapped into her pram, I find it difficult enough just to pay for something at a store these days, let alone have a conversation with someone. Even if she decides to behave, she's still going to want to find something to pull apart. I guess we just 'enjoy' it while it lasts, cause they'll be grown up and moved out before we know it.

SweetPea said...

Our children would get along great! Emilia is not-stop on a normal day and even more so when we are visiting friends. The only thing I've found that will keep her not moving is Elmo. God Bless Elmo!!!

Kristi {at} Live and Love...Out Loud said...

Oh my goodness Kristy, that's hilarious. I'm sorry for laughing, but I've earned the right to do so seeing as how I've gone through the exact same thing with my three older kids. If it makes you feel any better, my 13 month old will be torturing us out in public sometime soon as well. lol
Great post Christy! You always make me laugh or smile. Thanks for stopping by my place. Have a great week. :)

Kristi, Live and Love...Out Loud
@TweetingMama

kathryn said...

Hoo boy...this time will make you appreciate all the more when things settle down, believe me. How else will you realize how much he's grown? There has to be a downside *somewhere* for all that damned cuteness....besides the diarrhea, that is.

Well, at least Parker is having a good time!

Krista said...

LOL... I don't know how you do it. My dog rolled in something REALLY nasty this weekend, I can't get the smell to go away, it's a constant effort to not abandon him on the side of the road somewhere... I have bathed him about thirty times since yesterday... and I still have no idea how parents manage. You rock. :o)

Kelly said...

I remember those horrible uncomfortable moments. Just remember he will grow out of it and you'll have WONDERFUL, EMBARRASSING STORIES to tell his dates!!! I have journals and log all the crud, so that when (not if) my memory goes, someone (hopefully his wife) will find them and take heed to the possibility of granting me grand children!