It's only once in a little girl's lifetime that she turns 5 years old. And to celebrate properly you really need a lot of glitter. Oh, and some sparkles too. I don't think there was a single person at our house last Saturday who wasn't sparkling in some way by the time they left. It was a beautiful thing, really. That is unless you had aspirated some of the glitter, which can be unpleasant. But oh we had a marvelous time.
What's amazing to me about birthday parties is that they don't seem to obey the laws of the space/time continuum. I have never thrown a party without either a) planning just a few simple things and yet running out of time to do them or b) planning a ton of stuff, working so hard to make sure there's enough to do and the kids are done with it all in about 25 minutes, leaving you with 1 hour and 35 minutes to fill. Guess which group we fit into. Yep - at 10:45 I had 10 little faces looking at me like, "O.K. lady, what else you got?" Luckily I have no qualms about having the birthday girl open presents in the middle of the party, leaving my dad enough time to zip over to Little Ceasar's for a stack of cheap pizza. THAT will keep kids entertained! And then all you have to do is top it all off with the cake and ice cream and by the time that's done, parents start wandering in and you can send everyone home.
So yes, we had a lovely party. Most of all, I was so so proud of our little Bitty. She worked so hard to be a happy birthday hostess and she did great. It's not easy being the birthday girl! The day before the party I was talking to her about being grateful for the gifts you are given, no matter what. I asked her what she would say if someone gave her something she didn't really like. She thought for a moment and then replied, "I would say, 'Thank you very much for the present and I like so many things about you but I don't like that present.'" Well, no, not exactly what I was looking for, but I think our chat really helped. Not that she didn't like any of the gifts - everyone was so nice and gave great things - but she was just a pleasant, grown-up little gal and we had zero fits of sobbing, which, frankly, I was totally expecting. Good job, little Bitty. I love you like crazy and am so excited for the year ahead!