j's first (play) date

J had her first date on Tuesday (yes, I know I am late in posting this). It was fun for me, but not so much for her. I don't think she is ready for the dating scene quite yet.

E, her play date, is 11 months old, 25+ pounds and walking. He is hell on wheels. A tank. Definately all boy. J weighs in at 13 pounds, scoots around fine and is all things dainty and pink. A match made in heaven? Ummm...no.

J had toys ripped out of her hands by E. But he was nice and gave her different toys to play with, like, "here, play with toy B, I want toy A." J was having nothing of it. She would whine and flap her hands and get really pissed off. I tried to introduce sharing and playing together. The mobile E just took the toy and went to the opposite side of the room. Smart cookie.

E also ripped J's nukie out of her mouth. I and mom L let it happen. Kids have to learn consequences, right? Well when J's nukie is ripped out of her mouth, E found out that J screams. And screams. And turns red. And screams some more.

Then came treat time. And tears. Actual tears. Alligator tears. And the pouty lip. I love pouty lip.

J doesn't take one treat out of the bowl. She takes her hand and swishes them around in the bowl. I took the bowl away from her and gave her treats one by one. Well, that errupted "drama queen J." I laughed. Mommy L went and got J her own bowl with treats. She was doing fine until E's treat bowl came up empty. Where do you turn when you are out of treats? To the other bowl of course. More tears.

I figured it was time to pack up and leave. As we were all bundled up and ready to go J smiles at E and mommy L. Yes, that was her first smile all day.

We have a date next month at my house. I am a glutton for punishment.

posted by Stephanie @ 12:02:00 PM