Just sent the grandparents on their way, and the house is quiet again: not two hours ago, we had eight very busy 2 year-olds (and a handful of younger and older siblings) helping celebrate my youngest’s second birthday.
My favorite moment of the night: we open presents after people go home. Less stress for all involved, and lets us keep tabs on who gave what. Robby was playing with his toys, and in a moment of frustration with his brother, hit him. I told Robby he was done playing with his toys for the night — that it was a bad job to hit his brother.
Robby’s reaction? Without hesitation, made a bee-line for my dad where he babbled his case in an attempt to overrule me.
Gotta give the kid credit for trying.