Draggin' It Out

Addie and Eric and Nolie all did just fine without me, while I was in India for those ten days.  But they missed me.  I could tell.

Addie and I had the hardest time of it once I got back.  After the initial reunion honeymoon (which was awesome, I have to admit), she was super-cranky and throwing big tantrums.  She didn't want to answer my questions, or tell me she loved me, or listen to anything I had to say.  I was mama non grata around here, for the last week or two.

But then, little moment of grace:  we went to Nancy's birthday party on Sunday night (which she hilariously described as "something modest" in her email invitation but which ended up being an awesome oreo-dipping, pizza-eating, drag-dancing party).  There was not just one huge plastic bin or dress-up clothes but two.  There was dancing, ribald drizzling of frosting, and just general merriment.

Can you imagine what Addie must have thought?  "Grown-up parties are like this?  With oreos and dress-up?"  We will never be able to leave her at home with a babysitter again.

And now she and I seem to be back on track, friends again, my sweetie-pie and me.  We bonded over drag. 

My kind of family values. :)