B got to go to his very first birthday party on Saturday. Now he would tell you he had a ball in the pool and playing with new friends, but the truth is he was obsessed with all of the birthday boy’s toys. Many of them were the same toys he has at home but it’s amazing how much more fun they are at someone else’s house.
Now one toy in particular was his favorite. And I could kick myself for not thinking of this sooner because it was the one toy he didn’t have.
The red ball.
A simple “probably from Walmart and no more than a few dollars” red ball.
He loved it. I didn’t think he’d leave it. And he’s scooting almost as fast as that ball.
Now it’s off to Walmart for us to find one JUST. LIKE. IT.
I’m Granny after all. It’s my job to spoil him and his mom’s job to… well deal with it!