It was a birthday dinner fit for a... well, a one year old. Pizza, chips, and cupcakes. Gathered around the table were four adults and three toddlers. In other words, the adults were outnumbered.
Place settings shifted from one end of the table to the other as three sets of grabby fingers pulled at the tablecloth. Pizza sauce decorated tablecloth, fingers, and faces alike. Forks were used for the combing of hair and cups full of apple juice became hand wash stations.
The after dinner cupcakes provided the toddler sugar rush that kept the adults pirouetting like ballerinas vying for the lead role in the Nutcracker Suite.
Wrapping paper soon filled every square inch of open floor space - and proved more interesting than the actual presents. One of the presents was a pop up playhouse which did anything except pop up. The three page instruction sheet taxed the interpretation skills of all the adults, and as the adults struggled to make sense of the hieroglyphics the kids managed to open the patio door to the back yard.
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