A Day of Firsts!

Today (well the weekend in general) was one of firsts...

Last night Trevor and I went out to dinner with some friends, which you could say was the first time in months. It was a great night. One of the couples we went out with just found out they are pregnant (only 6 weeks). The baby is due New Years Eve!!! This particular couple loves to party, so a new years baby will keep them on their toes LOL.

Trevor and I are a little excited about the prospect of some ‘friends’ having a baby. You see, we were the first to get married and the first to have a baby. In other words, our social life ended first – well before our other friends. It was really quite ironic that what they wanted to talk about was children and babies. It was never really an interest in the past, although they did ask about Byron...we just never discussed things like childcare, car seats, names – you get the gist. I was blown away – literally I think!!! It’s funny how pregnancy changes people’s outlook on things.

Today, we took Byron to his first McDonalds birthday party which was exciting. It was for his 3 year old kindy friend (a girl). The party started at 10am so Trevor and I thought it would be an opportune time to eat some breakfast, read the paper and just kick back. Boy were we wrong! Byron all of a sudden when shy...SHY! Who would have thought? He just wanted to stay with us and eat our breakfast. We tried explaining that his food would be coming out later,but nope he wanted to eat my hotcakes and my hash brown.

Trevor and I ended up playing tag; one in the party room while the other had a few bites of food, then we switched. I guess you could say that it wasn’t the planned morning out we wanted (even if to McDonalds). It was fun though. The silence that entered the room when the food arrived was wonderful. All in all, Byron (and most of the kids who ranged in age from 2 ½ to 3 ½ years) ate 3 bites of his cheeseburger, a ¼ of his small fries and a few spoonfuls of ice cream cake. There were no party games; not through any fault of the party hostess. Lets face it, the kids just didn’t have the attention span. They were just happy to chat and play on the playground. If the conversation in the car on the way home was anything to go by, he had a great time and I guess you could say we did too!