Mortified

It had to happen sooner or later, but it was still embarrassing when it happened.

And it won't be the last time, either.

This evening, we went to a dinner party at a friend's house.

It was a mixed crowd -- some couples with kids, some couples without kids.

We brought Katherine and Caroline (by invitation, of course). They were pretty well-behaved for most of the night.

Note the emphasis on the word "most".

Later in the evening, someone left a can of orange soda on the coffee table, easily within reach of Katherine.

She grabbed for it, and "splash!" -- all over our guest's cream carpet.

Luckily, I moved in quickly with a water bottle and some paper towels, and got the soda off the carpet before it could stain. Crisis averted, but only momentarily.

About 20 minutes later, Katherine again was cruising around the coffee table, when she spotted a plate of chocolate cake sitting unattended on the table.

"Crash!" --- right down onto previously-mentioned carpet. Right in front of where the homeowner sat, I might add.

This time, despite the use of carpet cleaner, terrycloth rugs, and a lot of rubbing, a slight dark stain left it's mark on the carpet like a shining beacon that read: "The Lim Twins Have Been Here".

I can only console myself in that my friends were very, very understanding. They are going to be great parents one day.

As for my girls, I have a sinking feeling that things worse than cake and soda will be dropped and/or broken at house parties for the next few years.

All part of joy of parenthood!