We had a (big) Superbowl party this weekend. It wasn't intended to be a big event, but somehow it turned into a large group. We started out inviting just 2 or 3 couples and then added a couple more and a another group. Of course I didn't request RSVPs because, really, how many people are going to come?? Especially since we only started asking the Monday before the game.
Surprise! We had over 20 people, some of which brought kids. It was really fun, and I enjoyed myself (and Sangria) quite a bit. My friend came over with her 4.5 month old and I was holding her when she started crying and fussing. I turned to H and said 'She is broken, fix her!" He takes her and she goes right back to sleep. He had been playing with my nephew so I grabbed him and gave H the baby.
My nephew and I started wrestling and growling on the floor. He is so funny and so much fun. While we were doing this the baby's mother said, "You are the dad". I was a little startled. I just looked at her. Her response "You are rolling around on the floor and you leave H to do the comforting and calming, you're the dad".
It was very funny.
2 comments:
Aww, very cute. It's fun to be the dad sometimes. Glad you had a good time. I heard the game was pretty good. I wouldn't know as its not quite the same if you don't have cable and you watch a digital box on a cartoon field move back and forth in the webcast. Oh, well.
I bet your party was FUN! So, you're the dad. You know, I can see that.
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