Today's guest post comes from Meg over at Phase Three of Life. Meg is a good friend of mine and a fellow new momma. I like to stop by her blog on the daily for a chuckle
and to stare at my future son-in-law. I encourage all of my lovely readers to do the same! (the chuckling, not the staring)
I'm not a very competitive person. In fact, I sort of shy away from competition.
All those stories about soccer moms/dads who lose their minds over whether their kid's team was scoring enough or playing adequate defense? Yeah, so not me. I'd be the one on the sidelines with a cooler full of beer, relaxing in my lawn chair, enjoying the nice day.
What? You can't bring beer to your kid's soccer game? What is happening to America??
But then one day last week, Mike came home with a challenge. He'd picked Ryan up from daycare, and the teachers had pointed out the door to his "classroom." It had been decorated with white paper plates that had little red and blue baby footprints stamped all over them. Each classroom had decorated their door in July 4th patriotic fashion.
Aw, that's nice.
Oh, but it's not just nice. It's a competition. You see, photos of each door had been uploaded to the daycare's Facebook page. The classroom with the most votes was going to win a "special prize."
I immediately flew onto Facebook, liked the page and liked my kid's door.
Then I commented with a "Let's do this!"
Our door - the Infant "Pods" - already had about 35 votes and was just a handful of votes behind Classroom #9: The Preschoolers. Each of the other doors only had a few votes each, so it became clear pretty quickly that the Infant Pods and Classroom #9 were going to battle it out.
I fired off a Facebook message to 35 of my closest family and friends.
Then I sat and watched as the first few votes started to roll in. As the day went on, we surpassed Classroom #9 and slowly began to distance ourselves.
They attempted to rally, bringing in several new votes. I strategized with Mike, telling him to hold off voting so that we could use him as a last-minute tie-breaker, if needed.
But my friends and their Facebook addictions proved too powerful for those Preschoolers. The Infant Pods prevailed, with a crushing final score of 74-65!
As you might imagine, the babies were beside themselves with excitement and pride. And Ms. Jen happily reported to Mike that they won an ice cream party!
|I won? Really?|
Wait. Can a 9-month-old even eat ice cream?
I think I got too into it.