Happy 2015, friends. Or as Q said, "It was our best party ever!"
We had dinner at 6 and were in bed by 10...and I'm not talking about the children.
Dinner involved my husband holding a crying Ardyn while trying to eat a steak one-handed, and me convincing Q that her alfredo noodle dish was actually a "new version" of mac-n-cheese while spending 75% of my meal under the table picking up her Sleeping Beauty figurines that we COULD NOT leave the house without.
I'm pretty sure someone at the next table loudly mumbled "Get a Babysitter!" as we left.
Dinner involved my husband holding a crying Ardyn while trying to eat a steak one-handed, and me convincing Q that her alfredo noodle dish was actually a "new version" of mac-n-cheese while spending 75% of my meal under the table picking up her Sleeping Beauty figurines that we COULD NOT leave the house without.
I'm pretty sure someone at the next table loudly mumbled "Get a Babysitter!" as we left.
So, yeah.
Best Party...EVER!
Best Party...EVER!
She must have been referring to the confetti...
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