Saturday, January 6, 2018

A different kind of party

As we've done for years now, we went to Kristen and Sean's after-holiday party. Today was different, though. Instead of getting drunk in the living room or stoned in the man-cave, we chased Baz around. Finally I had had enough. Between my typical social anxieties and my neurosis about how my kid affects other people, I was on the verge of some sort of breakdown.

So Adam stayed and we left. And I thought I was frustrated, and I am to some degree, but you know what? I'm only going to have a two-year-old once. There will always be parties with bacon-wrapped hot dogs.

Ya know?

My imperfect child in my imperfect house in my imperfect life. 

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