Swiss meringue buttercream frosting and 90-degree weather do not jibe.
Kids don’t give a sh*t about the drippy frosting.
Or the fact that it was too windy to light the candles.
They just want the hay-bale cupcakes.
You can carve a cake with the non-spoon end of a plastic spoon!
Pinatas are more sturdy than they look.
You can get sunburned in April.
When the cooler is empty of drinks, the ice cubes offer great entertainment (and cooling) value.
No matter what, birthday parties are stressful. On the mom, but also on the kid.
But they are also just about the best thing about being a kid. And about being the kid’s mom.
We are so lucky to have so many wonderful friends. (OK, I already knew this, but today was a terrific reminder.)
Winding down with pizza and (root)beer apres party with cousins is the perfect way to end a day.
It’s important to have all of your treasured birthday gifts beside your bed, all lined up, while you are sleeping. (I remember doing this, too.)
I will not be counting down the days until the next birthday party.
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It’s kind of sad that they get less stressful on everybody as the kids gets older. Unless, God forbid, you end up taking five tween girls to a hotel for an overnight and you plan on ever sleeping once you realize that they look like supermodels but still have the innocence of baby chicks and that you’re all that stands between them and being kidnapped and sold into white slavery.
Er. Hypothetically speaking.
You might not be counting down the days, but after a party like that I bet your kids already have their lists started!
CK–Indeed, S already is asking for a Princess Cake. Uh, tractor and hay bales (cupcakes!) I can do, but FACIAL FEATURES and HAIR? I’m hoping September brings new obsessions!
And Barb, I love the hotel b’day party idea. Love it! But the supermodel-baby chick comparison is too frightening. Yikes!