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Pedro Is A Saint

Since Friday is my husband's last day at work, his boss invited everyone to Pedro's tonight to say goodbye. It's a nice place to eat and drink but oh the things that could be torn apart by a raging 2 1/2 year old. We had poker video games to beat on, a Miller Lite beer dispenser on display for a contest, Packer banners to rip down (all while yelling Packers Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck-good boy). Oh the joy. We knew going into this shindig that I would be chasing said 2 yr old around most of the night. I was not looking forward to this but I bucked up because I wanted to say hi to some of his coworkers and I wanted to get out of the house and go somewhere that didn't involve my store. Sophia was very shy and quiet unless mamma was holding her, then the vampire teeth were showing in big grins. I'm waiting for the aftermath of Donovan's dinner. Not sure which end it's coming out of but it'll be ugly no matter what. In the course of 2 1/2 hours he had:

A chicken strip
4 french fries
approx 20 chocolate mint candies
18 or so marachino cherries
too much soda
all topped off with some beer (he likes his beer)

The girls at Pedro's were so patient with him, dodged his speedy body with trays of drinks, gave him hugs and laughed at all he said. He ate every single bit of it up. He was on fire with the ladies and knew it. The floor looks like it was bar time when we left what with the 40 straws and napkins, cherry twigs, crayons, etc.

I took Monkey Boy to the store when we got home to wear him out some more (didn't help, he went down about 5 minutes ago). Oh. My. God. He saw Heidi and was all over her. Seriously. All over her. He was playing with her hair, hugging her about 20 times, countless kisses then he was caressing her. That's right. My son was molesting her. He was rubbing her face, then her sides, had to swipe the hand when it went to the tahtahs. Of course her giggling and saying he was so damn cute helped the situation none whatsoever. Then he saw Janelle and fell in love with her. Mike got a hug. The boy is in a loving mood. Outside the house. He lives in timeout at home. Maybe we should just move into the store. God knows I'm there enough.

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Anonymous said…
maybe it was the beer that made him grabby? lol
7:05 PM
Mama said…
I never thought of that. I'll have to tell Heidi that's what it was. Besides her being hot of course. He sees pretty girls and wants to hug and kiss them. I'm in SO much trouble when he gets to school. Yikes.
3:43 AM
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