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| Happy Zachary |
If
laughter is good for the soul, then after tonights catch up with some good
friends my soul is in great shape. It is with their permission that I share
this rather hilarious story about the mixture of alcohol and kids. The
thing I love most about this story, aside from the sheer comedy value, is the
honesty with which they describe the realities of parenting.
The story
starts with Kimmy and Andrew (their real names in the interests of truth
in blogging) and their two kids visiting friends for a catch up. Long
story short - Andrew drove so his dear wife could have a few drinks. However
upon arrival he was persuaded to get on the beers. Kimmy, in an
uncharacteristically relaxed moment threw caution to the wind and told him to
keep drinking. And so did she. Her thought process, "Let's enjoy
ourselves, we never do this. We can catch a cab home with the kids and pick the
car up tomorrow."
Fast-forward
several hours. Everyone is at home safe and sound in their beds. Then, chaos
strikes. Four-year-old Sienna begins withering in pain with a sore tummy. Daddy
Andrew is passed out upstairs. Mummy Kimmy, sensing something is very wrong,
rings the Nurse's Helpline. After describing the symptoms she is given the only
advice she doesn't want to hear. "It sounds like an appendicitis, you need
to take her strategic to the hospital.” Kimmy’s response - wait for it -
"I can't take her. I've had too much to drink." I love it.
The story
gets even better when an ambulance had to be sent to the house to take them to
hospital.
Kimmy's second challenge of the night - waking a
drunk Andrew so he could watch baby Zachary while she went to the hospital. Her
strategy to keep him awake was to call every half-an-hour from the hospital to
ask, "How is the baby?" Ohhh parenting ...it's good to know it's not all like a
Huggies ad. Thanks for the giggles guys.
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