About a month ago, the invites started rolling in.
Birthday parties… it looked like end of Feb to March was going to be busy.
With the super low-key last year we’ve had in relation to attending parties like this (as in, we rarely attended), it was no surprise then that we said we’d had enough.
Baby boy was now 1. Sure, he still had a routine, but we were over hibernating.
With the first invite we received, we looked at each other and said to baby boy “buckle up, you’re gonna get a lot more flexible.” 😅
Tonight we attended the first of those party invites. We drove far, but we entertained baby boy in the car with snacks, toys and YouTube.
I followed baby boy around the party, but I was surrounded by people and making conversation and being social.
Baby boy was overtired and crying by the end of the night, but he’d also had a great time, and we’d had an equally great Saturday night!
Then driving home late, we pulled into Maccas drive-through (I needed a hot tea, so Hubbie got a cheeseburger 🤭) and all of a sudden, it was feeling very Saturday night like.
Going out with kids, albeit one of them a baby, requires so much planning, but it was all totally worth it, and we are now so here for it.
Bring it on! 🎉❤