Play date

The neighbors invited us over for a play date today. We were going to have a Valentines themed lunch (where everything was pink) and then let the kids play together. Sounds like fun right?

Instead, as soon as the kids saw each other they started beating each other. One pulled the chair out from under the other, someone pushed someone else down, someone got bonked over the head with a sword, kids cried that the applesauce was colored pink, and juice was spilled everywhere. McKenzie was being picked on by the older boy, so she threatened to punch him, and then they started to fist fight! FIST FIGHT! Where the heck did she learn that!?

After forty minutes the total chaos didn't subside. The only thing the kids shared was pain... and taking turns bawling. They didn't eat a bite of lunch. I was embarrassed by McKenzie's behavior, even though there was enough blame to go around. I had had enough. I set down the baby on the couch, while I tried help straighten up my poor neighbors ransacked living room. When I picked the baby back up, she was covered in slime. STINKY SLIME! She had just experienced a major diaper malfunction - all over their couch! MAJOR BLOW OUT!

Do you think we'll be invited back?