No matter how mild the Texas winter and the fact that we JUST had a 90 degree day, the day I schedule my 2 year old’s birthday party at the park, it will be expected to be freezing. Well, in the 50s. That’s freezing to people who never take off their flip flops.
Even though the day turned out beautiful, it gets stupid cold after 4pm. And now my toes are blue.
A shiny yellow Disney princess skirt is perfectly suitable attire when you’re the birthday girl.
It doesn’t matter how much I plan and make arrangements, I’ll still find myself driving all over town looking for last minute items that I CANNOT FIND ANYWHERE.
My preparations will forever be foiled by my debilitating lack of time management skills and I’ll still be slaving away, icing cupcakes, cutting fruit, and finishing party favors up until the last minute.
Yes, I WILL forget to put my child down for a nap when I’m really busy. Oops! See “debilitating lack of time management skills” above.
My kids do not play on playgrounds for more than 5 minutes. This I already knew, but every time we go I hold onto a shred of hope that maybe they’ll stretch it out to 7.
My kids WILL hang out at the pavilion we rented and EAT ALL THE FOOD.
The combination of acetaminophen and loud children is deadly for my husband’s attitude.
I much prefer attending parties to throwing them.
I much prefer attending parties where they serve beer rather than juice boxes.
Most kids will only eat the frosting off of their cupcakes.
Zoe will drop any cupcake she is holding because it takes her an hour to eat it.
I don’t care because HOLD THE PHONE SHE’S EATING SOMETHING.
Hosting a party means I lose my children about 37 times.
5pm. is even colder than 4pm.
I will have spent 2 hours with my friends and still not know what is going on with 3/4 of them. And I’m not sure if I said bye to any of them.
I really need to teach my kids the concept of THESE PRESENTS ARE NOT FOR YOU.
Zoe is a bubble wand hog.
I WILL send my husband back to the park in the dead of night to retrieve the homemade banner we left behind.
Taking 2 days off and eating pizza and cupcakes WILL make your scale groan and your next run kinda hard.
No matter which way I run in my neighborhood, it’s always against the wind.
My friends and family are awesome.
This kid is the best.