I think you've had enough

We hosted the "hopewell housewarming extravaganza" this past weekend. We had a mexican theme, complete with pinata (a disaster), taco bar, and my very special secret recipe peach sangria. (Which looks like a tasty juice to young children it turns out.... )

Anyway, I found these certain 1 and 3 years olds "bottle shopping" Well, that's what they called it when I asked what they were doing. Zane even asked if I wanted to help. Gutsy!!

Um, I think you've had enough boys. Party's over.

On a side note, another young child asked me so politely at the party, "Graeme, I don't want to be rude, but are you pregnant? Because you were a lot thinner last time I saw you" Which I appreciated because now I know all those adults who tell me I look like I haven't gained a thing are lying to me. I can only trust kids now.