Beverly Hills BBQ Bees and Blood

29 May

While the rest of the world is rejoicing that it’s a long weekend, I am weeping. I spent this long weekend, which was indeed looooong keeping my children out of burning pits of fire and open bodies of water. Basically barbecues have become my third worst mini-nightmare involving the kids. My first being a long airplane flight and my second, finding out that I’m pregnant with twins again. I am taking all precautions to avoid more babies and airplane rides, but barbecues? How does a family living in Beverly Hills, the land of sprawling backyards and Olympic size swimming pools avoid going to outdoor soirees? How was I to know that T and J were determined to wreak havoc on the mainstay of California Summer life?
We went to two gatherings this weekend. At our second backyard BBQ there were actually bees, blood and vomit involved. Quite frankly I’m still recovering from it, so let’s just discuss BBQ#1.
At the first house we went to I figured we would be fine, there were enough distractions there that the twins wouldn’t even notice the pool. My friend MB never throws a half ass party, her small get togethers always involve bounce houses, photo booths and catering. But of course my two year olds who can’t swim or go in the water because of TR’s newly placed ear tubes were not satisfied with the bouncy or the tree house with slides and swings. they were determined to get in that pool no matter what it took. If you could just take a moment to imagine me standing in front of the pool – knees wide and bent, arms outstretched in full goalie position. This is how I spent most of our time at the party, in this stance saying repeatedly, “No water, no water, no water, no water.” I managed to keep the twins out of the pool. Everyone in attendance may never speak to me again after seeing the true lunatic Mother of 3 that I am. Did I mention that all my kids refused to eat normal food and had ice cream and cake for Lunch and TR may have drank vodka thinking it was water?
If they ever invite us back it will be because my friend has a heart of gold and because we brought fancy French cookies.

Xoxo

Would you be brave enough to invite my crew to a barbecue at our house?  Tell the truth.

4 Responses to “Beverly Hills BBQ Bees and Blood”

  1. Jolie May 29, 2012 at 6:21 pm #

    You look really good in that picture Les. Didn’t know you went to Yale.

  2. Joyce Ann May 29, 2012 at 11:05 pm #

    Just another reason to move back to Newport, our pools are all fenced in & the parking is great. Can’t a girl dream….

  3. calibamamom June 13, 2012 at 10:06 am #

    Yes, yes I would. And I would even help wrangle your littles so you could relax a bit and have a cocktail. This is, of course, because I also have three who are completely water-safe and old enough now to allow me time to dote over friend’s kiddos so they can have a break….because I know EXACTLY how you feel and how much you NEED it :-)

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