Birthday Time

Having my first born's birthday the week before school starts was poor planning on my part.  Who am I kidding- when I was 25 (a baby myself), I had no idea I would spend SO much time planning these crazy birthday soirees.  After Abby's knock down drag out sleepover in April, Chris and I swore we'd rather have our eyes pecked out by an angry mob of chickens before having another sleepover.

Today's "Things I Shouldn't Have Said"- Alright Henley, we'll have a sleepover, just please stop crying!!!

The deal was- only 3 friends and not a big fuss.

I'm not sure how, but now we are at 8 friends and the fuss is getting bigger.  It's partly my fault.  I have these silly ideas that jump out of my mouth before I think of the consequences.  "It would be really neat to play 'Minute to Win It' games."  Now I have to come up with the games and of course prizes.  This is from the same person who thought it would be cool to have 2 year olds to hunt for live ladybugs which resulted in us housing 1000 bugs in our fridge.

Now for the present.  She wants another "American Girl" doll.  It is this generation's version of the Cabbage Patch Doll.  Chris and I have tried time and time again to convince the girls these are a waste of money.  I think I even said, "It doesn't even DO anything."

It doesn't connect to the internet, it doesn't make any noise, it doesn't require batteries, it comes completely assembled, it includes a chapter book, and requires a decent amount of creativity to make it "come to life".   Hmmmm.

Heaven forbid we get her a present that will enrich her life.  Nope, we want her to get a new DSi because her current one is on life support. 

Did I mention her birthday theme is based on a Disney show she was banned from watching up until a week ago?

Parenting is all about compromise.  Compromise and feasting on our words.