A One-Year-Old and a CRAZY Grandma

A one-year-old is a strange and wonderful being. So active, so loving, and while improving communication skills, they’re still not great. Its a weird place for me. I feel like he’s growing too fast, and that if I blink, I’ll miss too much, but I also look forward to the point where my little buddy can tell me what he wants instead of crying because he feels like I’ll never help him.

I Love him sooo much. He walks now! He runs if you lure him with stuff he’s not allowed to play with, like glasses or gaming controllers. He’s very funny about trying to get a hold of stuff he shouldn’t have.

Aside from letting him lick a piece of kettle corn months back, he didn’t have any refined sugar until Sunday, when he had birthday cake. He enjoyed the frosting immensely, and once we pushed the cake aside so he wouldn’t “over-do it”, he got pretty sneaky… “accidentally” tossing his bottle near the cake so he could reach in that direction and sneak another handful of delicious…. Hilarious!

We had benadryl on hand, just-in-case, but thankfully didn’t need it, but I wasn’t sure in advance since I hadn’t tried all of the ingredients with him in advance.

All was well, with the exception of one INSANE Grandma…. I’m not saying which one, but the best crazy mother-in-law story to date is about a grandmother throwing away the plates I bought for the party so we would need to use the hideous ones she bought….

Long post, but you need backstory here…

Alex’ mother calls me three days before the party and says “I don’t know if Alex told you, but the theme to Cole’s birthday is Zoo” She said that…. a couple of days before the birthday… what she doesn’t realize at this point is that we OBVIOUSLY already have a theme and Alex has already told me that he informed her WEEKS before that we already had a theme.

She’s pretty nutso, in general, but this is pretty bad… so she throws away my plates and then makes a big deal to others behind our back, that the “1” candle was left at our apartment but she saved the day…. yikes! She really ruined a LOT of the joy from that day, and it turns out she wanted that ridiculous theme ALL because it matched the theme for her gift (she’s very selfish).

So, any Grandma’s reading this, the end result here, is that she can throw her own party for him in the future, but she will NEVER be invited to any birthday parties we throw in the future. I’m a pretty no-bullshit kinda gal, and the games stop here!

That is all… It was a nice party, vegans and omnivores the like seemed to enjoy the food…. and the cake…. and the birthday boy who is growing all too fast.

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