Looking at the pictures of my party, I am shocked at the story they tell. The story of the well executed party. The cute decorations. The people smiling and having a good time.
The mental pictures I have of the party tell another story. My mental pictures answer the 'what's behind those too good to be true pictures'. They can be summed up like this:
{12} balloon animals untwisted and used as weapons to attack our guests. I did NOT see that coming. See {9}.
{11} presents being openned, all at once, cards thrown to the side, papers up in the air. All while {4} and {9} were taking place. Mom, nearing a meltdown minutes after this picture was taken, is left to determine who gave what later.
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Photo taken before present opening chaos broke out. |
{10} minutes to extract a splinter out of a little girl's foot. I wonder how that could have happened...
{9} the 4 and 5 year old brothers {that adds up to 9}, who had the presence of 10 kids. Neighbors {whom we don't know other than the courtesy wave across the fence}, who that morning we extended the 'hey, why don't you stop over later' invite, who were jumping off the arm of my sofa as if it were a rocket launch, while their father said completely oblivious in our yard, trusting I was a competent babysitter and party hostess.
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Yep...this sofa. |
{8} pizzas ordered, none of which I had a chance to sit down and eat mainly because of {9}.
{7}, seventh, hottest day of the year. I sweated through my $5 Goodwill dress I had scored in Febuary.
{6} holes punched through the punch box before the party started. Luckily my talented sister fixed all of them and no one was the wiser.
{5} hours before the party started, we found out the cotton candy machine we rented didn't work. Yes we did have a cotton candy machine *which might explain {9} a bit better.
{4} kids having hurl yourself on the floor screaming tantrums as they were getting dragged out of the party {I happily would have left with any of those parents and let their kids stay in my place}.
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I have mental pictures of the real deal, this is similar to how they looked {Grace age 2}. |
{3} pairs of shoes left unclaimed at the end of the night. That means, 3 kids left our party shoeless.
{2} people that asked what Up Right Step meant. It's supposed to read: Step Right Up. I listened to the advice of my husband and arranged the words going up the stairs. His logic was, you want them to step.right.up.
{1} mom about to have a nervous breakdown, who will make a full recovery and focus on the {1} birthday girl that smiled and laughed the entire day.
Actual pictures to come :)