avoid minimize potential problems, I didn't tell Madelyn that it was a cookie exchange or even that cookies would be involved. I said we were going to see friends.
These friends? They're from an online mommy group that I just couldn't bust into last year to save my life. This year? Not to brag (seriously, I'm just grateful and kind of in awe), but the cookie exchange was changed from yesterday to today so I could go. I'd only met one of the women in real life before, but it wasn't at her house. The rest were friends waiting to be made.
As far as Mad was concerned, she was already friends with everybody.
As I pulled her from the car seat, a woman came out to greet us and see if I needed help bringing everything in. Mad went up to her and said, "Hi, can you call me Rocket?" and then ran into this house we've never been to before. Went straight in and found the kids in a back room of the house.
Eventually she came back to the front, where another little girl was playing. Mad walked over and said, "Hi. I want to be called Rocket. Can you call me Rocket and keep it straight, please?"
And then I was forced to reveal that Mad's real nickname is The Director.