The night ended with an exhausted fit.
It is my party and I'll cry if I want to!
She LOVES babies! And I bought her one that cries and sounds like a real newborn.
What was I thinking? It stops me in my tracks when it makes noise. I love babies too!
Mmmm...that was a good cupcake I made!
The 12 Happy Chefs
I can never remember how these pictures go in. Start from bottom and scroll up. It was a great 5th birthday for Maisy, I think. We had our first basketball game. It was a coaching nightmare. We lost, but had a good time. Then we rushed home for the party. She had all her friends over, cooked great treats, and got to open presents. It was a good day and I was exhausted! I realized through this party that you plan and prepare all this great stuff, but when the day comes you are so busy doing "stuff" that you don't get to really enjoy your 5 year old. I hope she knows that all that hard work is an expression of love. I wouldn't do it otherwise. I will be cleaning up cheese, sprinkles, and stickers for years. All out of love...all out of love!
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