"I'll never play with the basketball ever ever again!"
"I'll never do my cool trick again!"
But much fun was had despite all the proclamations of last times for everything. Despite a ban on balloons in the tent. Despite the alligator (Alex-gator?) being called a crocodile. Cars were vroomed, toy boxes emptied and *gasped* refilled at the end of the playdate. Hoops were shot, though Alex -always- dunks. The slide was put into good use, though Alex insists on going up the wrong way every single time - the cool trick she's so proud of. Snacks were eaten, because snacks have to be eaten every single time we play with others. (Note to self - have Alex play with others every day so she bulks up a bit. Gabe's catching up at breakneck speed and will eclipse her on weight before he catches up to her with height. Poor little stubby legs.)
This playdate far and away made up for the four cancelled playdates of the past with a different kid, especially since Alex got to tackle and wrestle her playmate. Which, by the way, is always our signal to send the playmate home. Before heads collide or brother gets caught up in the frenzy.
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