So today... I had a friend call and want to meet me somewhere... well, not somewhere... McDonalds. She has a son four months older than G and thought it would be a great place for them to play together. So, I closed my eyes to the grubbiness and decided to deal with it.
What an adventure it was.
A: My son decided that the sweaty shoes and socks in the shoe rack looked cool... so he decided to try and pull them all out and play with them instead of the jungle gym. Nice.
B: Once that was put to an end (by me), he decided he would climb to the VERY top of the jungle gym... at which point he couldn't get over the net to the slide. Of course... he couldn't come back down without sliding... so he just stared down at me with his sad eyes hoping for help. So what did I do? You guessed it. I climbed my big hiney up to the top of that jungle gym and slid him down that slide.
C: G got stuck halfway down the above mentioned slide and was at that point scared to death and screaming.... luckily saved by friend climbing her hiney to the bottom of the slide and retrieving him.
D: Friend's son decided that the anonymous fry located somewhere in the jungle gym looked more appetizing than the full order he had back at the table. Yum.
But their is a positive and a negative to this story.
Positive: G had the cutest little girl follow him around the entire time (so cute) and most of all, we got to spend some good quality time with friends.