once upon a time not so long ago, in a land where cute little babies wore colorful onesies, played with blocks, and sat perfectly and lovely for a fabulous little shoot that began the infamous "baby extravaganza,".....
and laid in a cute little circle (because lets face it, did they really have a choice??) looking ridiculously adorable.....
I felt like anne geddess. I was in baby heaven. I thought, if I can handle eight babies with minimal outbursts of screaming and just plain madness, well, then, I can pretty much handle anything. yes?
well that disillusion lasted for about one second. because guess what? they grew up. and even better yet? they became *mobile.*
and did I mention they have personalities now, too??
baby extravaganza: the reunion. and this time? bribery is *exactly* all it's cracked up to be.
and then there were eight. baby breakdown, part deux. (in no particular order....
and kendall (okay, apparently I am ocd. alphabetically? SO not planned. yet I do like it...)
throw in some water....
some ride on (or in, or sometimes, even behind...) toys....
dancey dance moves...
more water...(if you sprinkle it, they will come....)
did I mention the water? (and the sometimes lapping of it as well...)
and you have a baby extravaganza. (sometimes minus a baby, but an extravaganza nonetheless...)
and then there is that bribery thing..(pretty sure they were *quite* in on it....)
one word: suckers.
and sometimes double fisted ones.
and there were even a few quiet moments to be had.....
just taking it all in...
but some things? well, they never change....
because when it's your party? you can cry if you want to.
and most likely?