The only thing that makes this event post-worthy is that just before they left, the kids as usual were getting slap-happy, and this happened. Sorry, I was not fast enough to grab the camera:
1. The Nugget at this point was wearing just his shirt and his overnight diaper (a 2 year old in wet pants five minutes before bedtime does not justify new pants in my opinion). Oh, and his Mardi Gras beads and his new walrus hat.
2. The Nugget found Dawa's sippy cup and a silk rose she had brought with her. He tried to give them to her repeatedly, but she was too busy playing the keyboard and couldn't be bothered.
3. Having just given his doll a bottle, the Nugget decided that he could give Dawa a drink too. He gently tipped her cup into her mouth. She was surprised but giggled and motioned for more, continuing to play the keyboard.
4. So my little pants-less boy, holding a rose, was giving his friend sips from her cup while the two of them laughed like hyenas and Dawa continued to grace us with her mad keyboard skills.
Dawa's dad noted that the spectacle looked sort of like a cover of a Harlequin romance novel.