Work Party: A Night at the Park

By the way, I cut Andrew's hair. This was only the second time in four years of marriage that Andrew let me cut his hair. It turned out pretty cute--I thought!

Andrew's work had a little party at the park last night. It was actually pretty fun. One of his friends at work has a wife named Jen and a new baby named Kate. Ha. It made it easy for his co-workers to remember names anyway. I'd say Kate (our Kate) had fun, just because she didn't cry. It was a new experience for her and there were a lot of strangers, but she was really good. Andrew played 500 and we later played water balloon volleyball while Kate watched from the stroller. Andrew's first question, ever the competitor, was "What's the score?" (we came in late.) Blank stares were his answer. Unfortunately, after the game was over, Kate got hit with a ricochet water balloon. She wasn't too happy about that.

When we first got there and sat down to eat, there was a younger girl sitting across from me. She started asking about where we live, how old our baby was, etc. I figured she was related to someone that worked with Andrew. Not so. She and her little brother had happened by the party and invited themselves to dinner and festivities. They were there the whole night. Very strange, I thought. She even took some food as they were putting it away for "her parents." She told me to keep an eye on it-"Make sure no one takes it" she told me. Sadly, I left my post and forgot to watch her cookies. She was disappointed, but rummaged around the left-overs and found something else.

The saddest part of the evening was when her little brother (11 or 12 probably) was on his bike and stopped at the curb. He called over to Dustin (one of Andrew's co-workers) and asked him to move his car. His car was blocking the smooth part of the path leading to the sidewalk. So this kid stopped his bike right at the curb and wanted Dustin to MOVE his car, rather than simply lift the front end of his bike up and over the curb. He was extremely overweight, and I don't mean to poke fun, but I was really quite shocked that he would do that. So Dustin moved his car for him, the kid proceeded to ride up the path, then simply turned back around and went down again into the street. Brother.

It ended up being a fun night, though. A bunch of people came back to our place (we finished our living room Saturday night! YAY! Pictures later) for a movie. The two Kates shared a room, our Kate in her crib and the other (only 6 weeks) in our Pack n Play. They fell asleep at the exact same time--so crying didn't keep either one awake. Perfect!