I'm not sure why some weekends end up having so many events in one day. Sometimes I wonder if herd mentality has some basis in fact.
Anyhoo, any Saturday morning that starts out with a trip to Target at 8:30am is bound to be too much.
My local "old" Target |
Why 8:30am? Well, I had no other time to buy Daughter a bathing suit and she needed it for a pool party later that evening.
New bathing suit |
Besides, I also had to go the Smart and Final right after Target to pick up the buns for a potluck at said pool party. I should note here, that not one person at the potluck ate any of the buns except for me.
Buns that nobody ate |
The Doritos, of course, were gone half way through the potluck. I guess the kids had their priorities.
American Legion |
Right after I got home from the Target and Smart/Final run, the whole family was off to a Cub Scout service project at the American Legion.
Manual labor |
A pizza lunch was provided courtesy of the American Legion and then we hit the road.
Ballet studio |
Why the dine and dash? Well, Daughter had a ballet rehearsal for Cinderella.
So we rushed home, got changed and headed over for an absolute mob scene. The studio was pretty much standing room only, luckily Daughter found a spot watching some of the older girls practice while we waited.
Dance class |
Of course, if there were tons of parents, it only follows that there were tons of ballerinas as well.
And there were.
Waiting to practice |
Our final event of the day was an Adventure Maiden pool party. I think there may be more toys than children in the pool.
Let's swim! |
At the pool party, we closed the evening with a ceremony where Daughter was presented with this Expedition Princess Doll. We were outgoing Princesses and while I was more than happy to pass the torch to our new fearless leader, Daughter was ready to stay Princess forever.
Adventure Maidens! |
My favorite part of the evening was watching Daughter's face as she realized that the doll was for her.
By the end of the night I had a migraine,
Daughter was tired,
and I'm pretty sure it was all too much.
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