It's My Party

I am planning A's party for September in my mind already. (Shut up. I totally love kids birthday parties. This in no way makes me a crazy cheerleadery like person.) And I am running into the same problem I have with every party I throw.......the guest list.

I love to throw a party. I love to invite everyone, anyone, possibly the random person I met on the street. And as Audrey gets older I can get back to throwing SUPER! COOL! parties with games and themes and such. (Kids under 3-4 just don't get games, which uber sucks for parents who love board games, and lawn games and, well, just about any game. Not that I am competitive or anything.) So this year there will be GAMES (albeit very small child oriented games) and who couldn't love my cooking and then there will be the CAKE. (Which, I make pretty cool ones if I do say so myself.) So I want to invite, like, EVERY single kid I know. And their parents. Because I want everyone to revel in the coolness that will be this party. (And you thought A's birthday party was about her, HA!)

But I know in reality that the party probably won't be as cool as it is in my head. I will run out of time, money, and end up frustrated because A will want to "help" me by destroying 1/2 of what I make to prepare. Plus, it is hard to herd that many children. So I am trying to convince myself that I should maybe not invite EVERYONE I have ever known. We will see how that goes.