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I.O.U.

Sunday afternoon, Bean had a birthday party to attend at Nickelodeon Studios (another perk of Orlando life – awesome birthday party locations!).  Normally, I attend the birthday parties with the kids because… well, Chris’s patience with children other than our own is pretty slim.  Which I find ironic because he works in CHILDREN’S THEATER.  But, that’s a different issue which probably requires professional therapy, so we’ll just move past that one…

On the day of this particular birthday party, though, I had a lot of things I had to take care of.  I had blog posts to write (I’ve started writing them all on weekends and then posting them throughout the week), school papers to grade, and laundry to do.  So, I told Chris he was going to have to take one for the team and go to the birthday party.  He mumbled and grumbled for a while, but by 2:30, he and Bean were dressed, gifted, and ready to go.

About an hour goes by and I am elbow deep in blog posts and laundry when I get the following text message from Chris…

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Yes, imaginary friends. Chris was pied in the face by five year old children.

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Multiple times.

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Which is why Chris will now be golfing every Saturday for the rest of our married life.

3 Comments

  • Tori

    That is HILARIOUS!!! Hopefully he wasn’t the only dad there and not the only one to get a pie in the face. I am sure Bean will remember that day forever and remember how cool his dad is for taking a few pies for his friends. My husband also hates birthday parties and he has never had to take a pie to the face.

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