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A hilarious view of life with multiple autoimmune disease and chronic illness. Lupus, Dermatomyositis, Myositis, Alopecia, Raynaud's Syndrome, Sjogren's Disease, Depression & Anxiety. I have it all and have learned to not only accept what come my way but to see the humour in all that life has to offer. If you know someone struggling with chronic illness please refer them to this blog. My hope is to brighten the days of those who need it the most and give hope that there is still a beautiful life to live even if it may be a little bit broken!

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No, Flashing Dora’s Are Not Part Of Our Party Packages!

No, Flashing Dora’s Are Not Part Of Our Party Packages!

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Lately I have been feeling really nostalgic about Tiny Hoppers, the daycare franchise that my best friend and I started up 12 years ago.  I was flipping through pictures of the early days when everything was so much simpler and I am envious of all of my new franchisees just starting out and getting to experience that original thrill and energy that comes with starting on a new adventure.  I hope they take the time to enjoy all of the laughs and excitement and get just as many giggles out of their misadventures as their successes.  I know that those early days of struggle, when we didn’t even have two dimes to rub together, were among the best years of my life.  While going through my photos I found one of Brigida and I headed to a Birthday party.  Brigida dressed in a full mascot Dora costume!  LOL Thought I would share this adventure with you.

 

When we first started Tiny Hoppers our Birthday party program was very popular and we actually had enough bookings that we had to quickly take on help in leading these parties or we would have never seen our families again.  So when we got a call to host a private Birthday Party, where they had their own mascot costume of Dora the Explorer that they wanted one of our party hostesses to wear, we were on board since we could just have a staff member where it.  I was going to lead the party and one of our staff would wear the costume.  Unfortunately for Brigida and much to my extreme joy our party hostess cancelled at the last minute meaning Brigida would now have to fill in and take on the role of Dora.  Oh this was going to be good!  So on the morning of the party we got Brigida all set up and stuffed into the smelly, extremely hot Dora costume and off we drove to bring special Birthday memories to a group of three year olds.  When we arrived, I pulled up in front of the house and got Brigida out of the car.  We hid her in the neighbour’s back yard so that party guests would not see her as they were arriving and I could warm up the crowd before her big reveal.  I told her she would have to stand there 10 minutes tops!  I wasn’t back for about 45 minutes.  The guests were late, we had a crier an then I got a little enthusiastic at warming up my crowd and perhaps was enjoying the spotlight a little too much.  After all, once Dora came in she was certainly going to steal the spotlight and become the star of the show.  So, while I was having my moment being adored and admired by my three year old fans, Brigida was stumbling around in the Dora costume in the neighbour’s yard.  She was nearly completely blind in that thing and when the neighbours peeked outside they were left staring at what appeared to be a drunken Dora stumbling around their yard.  I had told her to stay to the side of the house but she had wandered into their view without knowing it.  We found out later that they had debated calling the police, which would have really added some excitement to this story but I had apparently showed up just in time to explain that Dora was not drunk, just a blind play centre owner who did not know how to stand in one spot.

 

So I brought Dora into the party and yes she completely stole the spotlight.  The children were having a blast and Brigida really rocked the Dora costume.  What many people don’t know is that my very professional, business partner, when place in a mascot costume can really rock out the dance moves complete with the sprinkler, robot and running man.  She can even swing a moon walk if the moment calls for it.  We had the whole crowd pumped up when we announced that it was conga time.  I lead the Conga line with Dora attached to my waist and everyone joined in.  As we were circling around the living room we were ready to form our circle with my engine hooking onto the caboose at the end of our train and low and behold the caboose was the really hot dad who always attended our play classes.  Now this dad was extremely good looking and we always teased each other during play classes about who got to be his helper.  Brigida had nick named him Eminem because he could also really rock during our music and movement circle times.  So I spotted Eminem at the end of the line and I went for it knowing Brigida was going to be cursing in her Dora costume as I grabbed onto his waist.  Just as I was about to make contact, I was airborne and flying out of the Conga line.  Dora had just launched me across the room and grabbed onto Eminem.  Off they went while I lay on the floor glaring after them.  I swear I could hear her laughing through her large Dora head and she had just way too much spring in her clumpy Dora dance.  Well two could play at that game and I marched right over to our stereo and “Boop!” I pressed that off button.  “Time for the next activity everyone!!!!”  At which, Dora whipped around to try and give me the stink eye and I glared back with a smile that clearly said “I can’t see your stink eye through your Dora head, nah nah!”

 

We continued on rocking out one of the best Birthday parties ever.  I did feel really bad for Brigida as that Dora costume was so, so hot and she was really moving.  She had to step off to the side at one point to catch her breath when over walked Eminem to tell her how amazing the party was.  She whispered to him that she was dying in that costume from the heat.  He said “no problem let me air you out for a second,” and before she could stop him he grabbed the side of her costume, pulling it out to let in some air.  What he did not know was that before we had left the house we had debated exactly what she should wear underneath the Dora suit and had come to the conclusion that just underwear was the best idea since clothing would be too hot.  We should have gone with shorts as his pulling out the costume revealed exactly what Brigida had on, or didn’t have on, underneath that costume.  Thank god she was wearing her fancy gold panties and not a pair of granny panties or the regular Saturday left overs that get thrown on the day before wash day.  It was time to wrap up that party and hit the road.  We had really earned our money now, compete with a flashing by Dora.  So I quickly did our closing routine, grabbed the humiliated Dora and we hit the road.  Needless to say the party bookings poured in after that and we had a ton of requests for the Dora themed party!

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About Me

A hilarious view of life with multiple autoimmune disease and chronic illness. Lupus, Dermatomyositis, Myositis, Alopecia, Raynaud's Syndrome, Sjogren's Disease, Depression & Anxiety. I have it all and have learned to not only accept what come my way but to see the humour in all that life has to offer. If you know someone struggling with chronic illness please refer them to this blog. My hope is to brighten the days of those who need it the most and give hope that there is still a beautiful life to live even if it may be a little bit broken!

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