Reggae Pool Party and My Hammy
Yesterday, we were invited to a Reggae themed (almost end of the summer) pool party. I had a Dr's appt and planned on having Grandpa watch the girls, then come back to get them and go to the party. Patti offered to watch the girls while I went to the Dr and that way they wouldn't miss out on the party. I took her up on the offer. Gaby was more than willing to stay at the party without me. Bella, of course, would have nothing to do with it. So, I dropped Gaby off and Bella and I went to check on Alex. Bella was a perfect angel at the Dr. It' s usually Gaby who ends up in a T.O. upon return from the Dr. So, the party started at 12 and Bella and I arrived at 1:30.
Gaby was the perfect guest, according to Patti. She said "please" and "thank you" and politely asked to use to the potty. She had been forewarned that if she was not polite, we might not be invited back. Guess that worked.
The pool party continued without incident, until I had to rescue Bella in the pool. The pool must have been no more than 2 ft deep. Gaby was getting in and out of the pool and inner tubes by herself, and Bella (miss "anything you can do I can do better") wanted to do the same. I was moving towards her (slowly of course) to help her out of an inner tube, and of course she tried to do it all by herself. I was almost there when the inner tube capsized trapping Belle underneath it. Now, mind you, all of this happened in approximately 10 nanoseconds. I reached in (falling into the pool myself) and pulled her out with 1 hand. She of course was shaken up and so was I. Bella will live and maybe next time she'll wait for Mommy's help. So that was incident #1.
Incident #2 - Later in the afternoon. There were a total of 3 moms and 6 kids at the party. Patti's husband was home from work by now so that is 4 adults. Patti's back yard is approximately the size of Honey's entire back yard (the original part and the new part) Bella needed to use the potty and when I left to take her all of the kids and moms and the one dad, were right by the swing set. When we came back out, no one was out there, except Ava Claire, Patti's barely 2 year old. No adults in sight and Ava Claire was at the far end of the yard by the swing set, HANGING from the monkey bars screaming, crying bloody murder. AGAIN, no adults in sight. I looked around for help but no one was there. So, I sprinted across the yard to rescue this child, who from the looks of it had been hanging for several minutes. I finally got there and got her down. As soon as I turned around there were the other 2 moms coming in from the front yard. Mothers of the year I tell you. I told them of what happened (as best as I could because I was out of breath and about to pass out). Poor Ava kept saying "Monkey Bars... get down... Kathy.... get me down" Poor Baby! I am incredibly sore today. My poor abs (or what is left of them) Having this big kid bouncing on them for the entire length of the yard. At least Ava was safe. Patti of course sent me an email this morning to thank me for saving Ava. No more pool parties for me this season!
Gaby was the perfect guest, according to Patti. She said "please" and "thank you" and politely asked to use to the potty. She had been forewarned that if she was not polite, we might not be invited back. Guess that worked.
The pool party continued without incident, until I had to rescue Bella in the pool. The pool must have been no more than 2 ft deep. Gaby was getting in and out of the pool and inner tubes by herself, and Bella (miss "anything you can do I can do better") wanted to do the same. I was moving towards her (slowly of course) to help her out of an inner tube, and of course she tried to do it all by herself. I was almost there when the inner tube capsized trapping Belle underneath it. Now, mind you, all of this happened in approximately 10 nanoseconds. I reached in (falling into the pool myself) and pulled her out with 1 hand. She of course was shaken up and so was I. Bella will live and maybe next time she'll wait for Mommy's help. So that was incident #1.
Incident #2 - Later in the afternoon. There were a total of 3 moms and 6 kids at the party. Patti's husband was home from work by now so that is 4 adults. Patti's back yard is approximately the size of Honey's entire back yard (the original part and the new part) Bella needed to use the potty and when I left to take her all of the kids and moms and the one dad, were right by the swing set. When we came back out, no one was out there, except Ava Claire, Patti's barely 2 year old. No adults in sight and Ava Claire was at the far end of the yard by the swing set, HANGING from the monkey bars screaming, crying bloody murder. AGAIN, no adults in sight. I looked around for help but no one was there. So, I sprinted across the yard to rescue this child, who from the looks of it had been hanging for several minutes. I finally got there and got her down. As soon as I turned around there were the other 2 moms coming in from the front yard. Mothers of the year I tell you. I told them of what happened (as best as I could because I was out of breath and about to pass out). Poor Ava kept saying "Monkey Bars... get down... Kathy.... get me down" Poor Baby! I am incredibly sore today. My poor abs (or what is left of them) Having this big kid bouncing on them for the entire length of the yard. At least Ava was safe. Patti of course sent me an email this morning to thank me for saving Ava. No more pool parties for me this season!
posted by Kathy L @ 8/16/2006 03:59:00 PM
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