Surprise!

Last night Peter and I were invited to a surprise birthday party for one of his friends. I was really excited until my babysitter texted me two hours before the party to tell me she couldn't come. I was frantic for a minute thinking about others I could call, but then I had a brilliant idea. Zelda would just come with me. The party was close enough to our apartment that if I had to leave early with the little bean I could make it home pretty quickly.

My plan totally worked... for about 15 minutes. We arrived at 6:45, said hello to a few friends, Zelda did a little dancing to Beyonce (what do you think of her dance moves?) and then decided she wasn't going to have it anymore. She had a bit of a meltdown when I wouldn't let her crawl around the party and touch sparkly high heels. Then she bumped her head on the coffee table and started wailing. I had also just finished telling the hostess about how great my baby was, how she never seems to cry anymore and is almost always happy. I really wanted to be present for the big surprise when the birthday man walked in at 7:30, but had to leave at 7:20 so the other guests could hear themselves talk.

And then, she was SUPER sweet on the walk home!