We were invited to a birthday party for one of Simon's friends yesterday. Really more the son of one of mine, but they were in playgroup together last school year, and we're calling it close enough to consider them friends. Anyway, I read the time wrong and we got there as it ended. It was in a park, so we weren't inconveniencing them, and most of the guests ended up staying longer--basically, until the kids were melting down and needing to be fed--but still. We've been meaning to hang out together for a while, and life keeps intervening. I'm mad at myself for screwing this one up, even though we did see each other for a bit and agreed that we'll have to get the kids together over the summer.
"Now everyone was giving her that kind of look UFOlogists get when they suddenly say, 'Hey, if you shade your eyes you can see it is just a flock of geese after all.'"
"You can't erase icing."
"I can't believe it doesn't work! I found it on the internet, man!"