Star editor Melissa Komar’s column about all things “mommy” in the River Wards.
Where does the time go?
It seems like last month Max and Mommy went to get baby’s first photos with the Easter Bunny.
And now, we’re less than two months away from the “terrible twos.”
Although, Mommy and Daddy would argue that stage started when Max took his first steps around this time last year.
There’s nothing quite like watching your offspring grab an opened box of Cream of Wheat and carry it around the house, a trail of cereal weaving behind him.
Or, getting a phone call at work that your little monster randomly walked up to another child at the playground, hugged them and then bit her ear.
And it only gets better.
The moments of pure joy far outweigh the times you spend a few extra minutes in the bathroom pretending you’re still going just to keep preserve your sanity.
With the warm weather (hopefully) finally setting in, Max has emerged from hibernation.
We kicked off the spring season this past Saturday with an Easter egg hunt at Bridesburg Boys and Girls Club.
Being first-timers, we didn’t know what to expect, but Max arrived with an entourage including Granny Frannie and Pop to witness his egg-gathering feats of greatness.
What I envisioned to be a cute photo-op and fun-filled adventure turned into a free-for-all of pushy parents.
The event was grouped by ages, so what’s the worse that could happen with a bunch of kids under 3 running around a room filled with hundred of plastic egg?
I’m not one to complain, especially when an event is free to the community, but I couldn’t believe how some parents behaved.
There were literally hundreds of eggs on the floor and Max walked away from the egg hunt with one.
One single plastic egg.
And it wasn’t for lack of trying.
Sorry to the kid who had his basket yanked from his hand and thrown to the floor by Max.
Kids will be kids, right?
But grown adults, snatching up eggs by the dozen and then waiting for the volunteers to bring out more?
I get it.
Every parent wants the best for their little one, but I doubt a kid needs the 50 Tootsie rolls that were hidden inside the eggs.
Hey, but who am I to tell someone what their child’s dietary needs are?
It’s not at all about how many eggs Max found or didn’t find.
It’s the experience.
He ran into a pile of parents trying to pick up eggs only to come away empty-handed.
Last year, we happened to be at the Ukie Club for breakfast when the church hosted an Easter egg hunt.
Max wasn’t walking yet and parents literally made older children give eggs to him and other babies.
Obviously, this year was a different ballgame, but the principle remains the same.
Treat others how you want to be treated.
A little kindness goes a long way.
I guess the mentality of some parents is more in line with Reese Bobby: If you ain’t first, you’re last.
Thanks to the good intentions of the Bridesburg Boys and Girls Club for hosting a family-friendly event for the community.
Parents, learn some manners.
But let’s end on a positive note.
Easter Bunny photos are back again at Trendi Hall.
New location, same great deal.
For $10, you can stay local and get a photo, snack and craft for your little one.
Swing by 2829 Cedar St. on Wednesdays, April 5 and 12, from 2 to 7 p.m.; Thursdays, April 6 and 13, from 2 to 7 p.m.; Friday, April 7, from 2 to 3:30 p.m. or Friday, April 14, from 2 to 7 p.m.; Saturday, April 8, from 3:30 to 7:30 p.m. or Saturday, April 15, from noon to 4:30 p.m.; or Sunday, April 9, from noon to 7 p.m. For details, call 267–930–3557.
Max and company will be hopping by.
Mommy and Max