With Em's 6th birthday fast approaching, we are in the process of preparing for her first 'kid party'. This year's festivities will naturally be held at Chuck E. Cheese. Where else would parents want to spend two hours on a Saturday?
After much debate over invitations - I wanted to order some that were already filled out so that I wouldn't have to spend forever penning the same information over and over again until my hand fell off.
Common sense prevailed. Why spend the extra money on something you can do yourself? I'm currently not speaking to my common sense until it apologizes.
It just doesn't understand how much I hate writing those things out. I feel compelled to write as nicely as I can so as to not appear that I let Em write out her own. Oh, but next year, she will. I won't care what people think of our invitations. Let her write them. Anal Annie will take the day off and go shopping whilst Em can waste a couple of hours taking care of her own invitations. After all, isn't it enough that we are providing her with a party and all that goes with it?
Besides, she is going to make out like a bandit on cakes this year. One 'cupcake cake' will arrive with her at school on the blessed day. One will greet her when she comes home from school on the blessed day. Another will accompany us to Chuck's. And, if she's super lucky, there may be yet another friggin' cake at the Farm.
Seriously, I didn't think it was possible to OD on cake. But it just might happen come next weekend.
Then, of course, there is the guest list. Em's approach seems to be like an award show. It's an honor to be nominated/invited, but if I don't win/go, it's still an honor. She has a few friends that she would definitely like to have come, and any additional attendees will be icing on the cake. One of them at least.
Can't wait to see how this all turns out. At least I still have a little over a week to wait. I can barely stand my excitement.
