First time for everything

It’s been warm. Which isn’t terribly surprising because it’s… spring. In Arkansas.

But after starting last week with a reminder from Colt’s school to bring sunscreen for recess, we finished the week with:

The first recorded May snowfall in Arkansas history. Whoopee. It succeeded in freaking out everyone in NWA, keeping the kiddo indoors for the day, AND CANCELLING TOUCH-A-TRUCK. Which we had made the rookie mistake of telling him about several days ahead of time. WHY do we keep doing that?

The good news is we didn’t let a little rained-out Touch-A-Truck ruin our Saturday. After spending the morning making muffins and watching cartoons instead of going for a run in the cold rain, we all took naps then headed to Lokomotion for John‘s birthday party!

Colt was the youngest kiddo at the party, and I was a little worried he’d be out of his league — but he’s never really shied away from anything that “big kids” do so I should’ve known he’d fit right in. And I had no idea it would be an afternoon of firsts for the Little Guy!

First #1: Angry Birds. Yes, that’s right. Before Saturday, my kid was smack dab in the middle of beautiful, blissful Angry Birds ignorance. Never heard of it. In fact, if you ask him right now — he might describe the cupcake that once surrounded this little gem or he may tell you he likes it because it’s red — but beyond that, still no Angry Birds for this boy.

First #2: Laser Tag. I felt for sure this one would be too much. And to be honest, I have no idea what kind of “strategy” went on behind that door once they got suited up, but he came out grinning from ear to ear and even went back for round two — so I’d say it was a success!

First #3: Air hockey. Uhh, when did he get hand-eye coordination enough to play THIS?

A little skeeball (this one, NOT a first) and it was time to gather his tickets and head to the counter for First #4: Chinese Finger Trap!

Oh yes. He painstakingly considered all of his options then pointed at a pink Chinese Finger Trap. The girl behind the counter handed it over and he immediately put it up to his mouth like a kazoo. She just looked at me. What kind of mother are you?