We went to a lovely indoor BBQ this past weekend. It was scheduled to be an outdoor BBQ, but alas, Mother Nature had other ideas and instead sent monsoons to plague us. The shindig was held at the home of our wonderful friends Liz and Mike and their 2 adorable children Sammy (age 
and Elianna (age 3 months.) (And also? ADORABLE.)
A couple of hours into the festivities, Sammy and his minions friends began the after during dinner entertainment. First up was a great play in which everybody came onstage and just did “funny stuff.” Then we had a brief intermission followed by another play. Finally it was time for a fashion show. And oh, what a fashion show!
First up was Sammy. He was wearing the very latest in pirate gear, complete with Seinfeld-approved ruffly shirt and a sash/cummerbund. The eyepatch was a particularly nice touch.
Next up was Abby. I need to break in here and tell you that my child is freakishly big for her age and that Sammy is on the small side. Otherwise what I am about to tell you will make no sense. Basically, Sammy’s only got about 5 pounds and half a head on Abby.
Abby came in right on cue as Sammy called out “Heeeeeeeeere’s Aaaaaaaaaaaabby!” She sashayed into Mike and Liz’s dining room wearing her underpants, one of Sammy’s winter sweaters (which fit her perfectly) and a foam rubber Thomas the Tank Engine Halloween costume. It was… a sight.
I followed the kids back upstairs to Sammy’s room to make sure that Abby got her dress back on. I found the dress in the hallway (without the zipper or buttons undone – I’m not quite sure how she got out of it in the first place). Sammy climbed onto his top bunk bed and Abby shimmied right up after him. She tried to go into the pup tent he had at the head of his bed, but I pulled her back out, figuring I needed to get her dressed.
I took off the sweater (Thomas had been discarded downstairs) and said “Abby time to get your dress back on!” Sammy called out “I’m not looking! I’m in the tent!” I reassured Sammy that Abby was really too young for it to make a difference. However, the second I got her dress zipped up, Abby dove into the pup tent. I heard a wet smacking kiss and a voice call out “I love you!” (I honestly couldn’t tell you who was loving on whom.)
A second later, both little heads popped out from under the tent and the other kids at the party joined Abby and Sammy on the top bunk.
I then had the distinct pleasure of telling my husband that his daughter was upstairs in bed kissing a boy. The look on his face was truly priceless.
I feel that, as Sammy’s mom, I am required to comment
I would be inclined to defend my son’s clearly honorable intentions, and to reassure readers that he is a gentleman. But really all I can do is to concur that it was adorable and hysterical… and I could not expect anything else when Sammy and Abby are involved! Abby coming down the stairs in her undies, a plaid sweater, and Sammy’s three-year-old Halloween costume was one of the funniest things I have seen in a loooooong time! Next time she comes over we have a cowboy hat I think she would look just smashing in!
I have already had to say similar things to Victor. S is known to cuddle in bed with her friend G. They sit there like an old married couple ‘reading’ books. They grow up way too fast sometimes!