Some of you may have noticed that, while we celebrated Pace’s birthday, she did not have a real party…where she got to invite her friends. The reason is that Jeremiah had a BIG test last weekend (do medical tests EVER end???!!!) and I didn’t want to throw a birthday party when a) he was distracted the whole time because he needed to be studying and b) I wouldn’t get much help out of him because of…the studying. SO, we told her that her party would be the weekend after Daddy’s test…and here we are. She had decided on a “make-up” party, and I had even bought the invitations. Then, after the past month of mini-PRINCESS celebrations (for Pace and the Dapples), I began to dread the party from somewhere deep inside. Don’t misunderstand me, I love Cinderella and my uber girley-girls…but sometimes I think I may hurl if I have to decorate with one more piece of pink netting.
At this point, my sisters (and Riley and John David) called to say they were just leaving an engagement party and wanted to come “hide in the bushes and bang on the windows to give the campers a little scare. Is that ok?” WHAT??!!! Obviously, they do not have four-year-olds, and did not realize that that would single-handedly scar them for life…or at the very least keep them from sleeping AT ALL. But I told them I’d love for them to stop by, knock on the DOOR, and sing some songs with us 🙂And finally, it was time to zip the little campers up in their tent (go-go ghetto-fabulous Dapples in her shiny athletic pants. What is she doing?)And after about an hour of giggling and whispering, they finally zonked out.They slept warm and snug until the next morning, when they had a little fire-side breakfast and went back to their Mommies and Daddies.Honestly, we had a lot of fun. And it beat another princess-make-up party any day 🙂