The true sign of big families is the almost never ending planning of birthday parties. We now have six a year to think of! Wait, seven if you include our sweet boxer Sugar. So, just when I think I can rest from party prep, it sneaks up and takes over my afternoons, my counter tops and my dining room table.
Don't misunderstand me though - I love parties...love to go to them, love to throw them, love to eat through them. The gathering of people, the loud laughter, any excuse to get together - yes, absolutely, sign me up.
But everything takes time, no? And I haven't had much of it, or more specifically, I haven't figured out the magic secret of finding time during the summer. Before this week I had a list of everything I needed to do before R's birthday and I think I've cut it down to about a third.
Luckily, R is thrilled at whatever I have thus far. I think she is like me, she looks forward to seeing her little friends and eating all of the cake more than the touches I covet in completing.
Thank goodness, because instead of making little cupcake toppers, I am chasing our phenomenal Baby J
...who, in this picture, might indicate that she will be a party animal soon herself...
Hope you guys have a great Thursday!
