Jeremy had Dakota's birthday at every parent's or at least grandparent's nightmare...Enchanted Castle. This place is in an old store filled with screaming kids, every game known to man, a bumper car place, a go cart track and mini golf, oh and one of those climbing things with tunnels that you could lose your kid for days in. Oh and crappy pizza, no mouse in sight either.
First thing this morning I worked for Mrs H. Now I only work weekends so it usually takes me a while to get used to being bossed around or break up the arguments between her 95 year old self and her foreign live in. My smart ass mouth usually does the trick either that or a quick dance around the smallish apartment. After that I hurried home to keep my two grand kids until the party. Jeremy took birthday boy to his mom's and we were to drive the other two the 45 minutes in the snow to the party, in Saturday before Christmas shopping weather. Mark had been out on the road for work for nearly hours, with only 6 hours of sleep, so he was in a cheery mood. Needless to say we were 20 minutes late, but Dayton got a quick nap so it all worked out.
These parties are always weird, because Mark's ex gets all possessive with the kids and adult kids. She's backed off though and is playing all nice toward me as I have the power to kick her 22 year old out of my house. .. hee hee NO one should ever, ever give me that kind of power.
It's below way too cold outside. Tomorrow we finally put the tree that has been sitting in the garage up. Monday Mark and I are going Christmas shopping...I put my foot down a few years ago, refusing to be the one to do all of it. We both made this family the least he could do is help spend the money.