Well, the weekend started off tastily.
We attended a birthday party. My son wanted to share his cupcake with me.
“Here Y’Go. I’m Finished.”
Thanks, Son.
There is nothing I love more than a cupcake licked clean and glistening with your spit.
Oh, well. It wouldn’t be the first junk food I consumed with a suspicious sheen. I still recoil in horror when I recall the gelatinous texture of the wet cheese puff that had been sucked on by a child not of my own womb. THAT was an experience, let me tell you.
As the kids frolicked at the party, my husband and I mingled with our adult friends.
It became obvious there was an attraction in the corner of the room.
A group of young children was huddled around something and laughing hysterically every 30 seconds or so.
So, a group of curious parents made our way to the huddle.
And, this is what we found.
It appears that someone at the facility where the party was being thrown had accidentally snapped off a metal prong in the electric socket, probably from vacuuming.
The attraction?
Each of the kids was taking a turn, licking their fingers and touching that metal prong so that they could “GO LIKE THIS!”
And they each demonstrated how their bodies would shake and their fingers would go “ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!” when they touched the thing.
On one hand, I found it pretty impressive that of all the electric sockets at 10 foot intervals around this massive facility, the kids found the singular socket with an electrocuting shard sticking out of it.
On the other hand, it seems more than slightly unwise that they should experiment with electrocution at all.
There is a book out there called “Fifty Dangerous Things You Should Let Your Kid Do“…and I believe “allowing your kid to lick a 9-volt battery” is on the list. Jury’s out on that one.
In the meantime, my kids appear to have normal brain and limb function following their little “speriment”.
After the party, a bunch of us headed out to the park to let the kids run off the cake and soda.
It may snow in most parts of the world during winter. My friend, Allison, who runs the awesome blog No Time For Flashcards has a son who’s made snow angels
…as did the kids of my friend, Kristina, of Toddler Approved.
But, if you know what the weather is like in South Texas during the winter, you know what kind of angels our kids make.
Behold. The Ever-Festive Dirt Angel
Thank goodness for bathtime!
Anyway, in a place characterized by long periods of drought and receding river waters, doesn’t it make perfect sense that our son might find the only mud hole in the entire park?
I think everything in this post adds up to one awesome day.
By bedtime, my kids rested soundly.
They had the peace of mind that,
“Today. Today, we did our jobs.”
I love this blog! It brought back a ton of memories of my two sperimenters that I raised! I envy you for being able to chronical these types of moments… all I have is memories, which fade with time! They are 29 and 23! I love you and thanks for sharing your life with us even though we are so far away! I love you!
Thanks, Terry! I can’t chronicle everything on this blog but some of the highlights are fun to capture. I can’t believe your kids are 29 and 23 already. I really can’t! Love you, too!
Wet cupcakes. Electrocution. Dirt angels. You know if you opened a summer camp you’d have kids pulling out teeth for the money to sign up!
If I ran a Summer Camp, there would be one long legal and signed disclaimer holding me “not liable” for any mishaps. haha!
GREAT post!
Thanks, Gretchen! I’m sure you’ve had your share of frosting-less cupcakes and forks in electric sockets!
Rofl at the cupcake and the electrocution. And I love the pictures of the dirt angels. Those are seriously amazing and sweet pictures! And I adore the last sentence of this post.
Thanks, Joyce- I think you and I have similar mommy philosophies!
Okay, the whole electrocution thing would have had me completely freaking out. So not cool.
And I totally get the “dirt angels”. My son is physically compelled to make “sand angels” whenever he sees a sandpit. Which is every day at school. The back of my car looks like a beach.
Jo-
I also remember putting my finger in a moving fan to see if I could stop its motion. The fan hurt a lot more. 
I was pretty concerned about the socket at first- but I remember doing it as a kid, too.
My mother tried that with me. She said, “Don’t take this butter knife and stick it in the socket.” So of course, I did. But mud angels? That’s going to the top of my bucket list!
Nami- My first instinct was to not be excited about the dirt angels. But, that only lasted a second. Those kids had dirt in their hair roots. But, it all washed out.
Dirt is better than lice! That’s what we get in Queens.
Oh- we get lice here, too. Knock on wood. Not us. Yet.
Oh my.
Dirt angels and spit-glistened cupcakes and mini-electrocutions?
They did indeed do their jobs.
What a wonderful childhood they’re experiencing.
For real.
So good for you, wonderful mama.
(But you can keep that cupcake for yourself.)
Thanks, Julie! I consider making their childhood enjoyable a major task in my duty description.
I can’t believe you don’t want any of my cupcake. 
LOL’ing at “speriment!”
Laine- Lots of good stories about mispronunciations….
A day in the life, right? I wish I could see what those 50 things are instead of buying the book…curious….
Yeah- I wonder if “let your kid eat the bubble gum from under the desk” is on there. ha!
You haven’t seen Baby Mama have you? Reminds me of that scene where Amy Poehler puts gum under Tina Fey’s coffee table. I’m laughing now!
Oh, I have! And I totally cracked up at that scene! And I’m a pretty hefty natural parenting advocate/attachment parenting follower- But I did get the epidural. And the scene when Amy Poehler was, like, “RIGHT HERE! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” as she pointed at her head with both hands, I thought, “yeah. me, too.” hahahaha!