What I did not take into account was our driving situation. I had to take the truck. When all the food was put in the truck, there was little room for the cheapest, most effective decorating tool I'm accustomed to: the balloons.
The bag boy at Publix was obviously pre-kids and even pre-wife, so his experience with me was humorous. I was a little tickled at myself, to say the least. I couldn't seem to pull myself together and quit giggling at the conundrum I had put myself in: lots of stuff with not enough room to transport it.
Luckily, we found a way to fit it all in the cab and even some in the truck bed. I got quite a few looks while driving down the road. Good news is everything and everyone got there in one piece.
Here's a picture of what the cab of the truck looked like with all it's contents. It was impossible for me to see to the right and even behind me. So I had to plan accordingly. :) It ended up being one of those moments where I felt so dingy/ridiculous/silly that I just laughed the entire ride down there.
Katherine decided she wanted a ballet theme. She originally wanted all of her party guests dressed up in their tutus so they could play ballet and dance all day long. But after much persuasion, a discussion about how she wouldn't be able to play on the playground equipment or run around in the field and a mock dress rehearsal by her father, she decided against it. just kidding Jim
Bamah and the late Nanny even got in on the decorations. We got to use some of their fine silver platters and serving trays.
She wanted so bad to come down early with me, but I wanted her to be surprised.
Her first look at her birthday party decorations.
Some of our guests.
She had a great day. The actual party had to be postponed a week because of the 3-week long marathon of sickness at our house, but it still turned out cute.
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I'll be honest, though, it broke me for wanting to do a big party for a while. Poor Brandon got a lunch after church with grandparents and cousins. He didn't get the big front yard shindig the other two got. Oh well, just another thing to add to the mommy guilt list.
Katherine is growing into such a pre-teen. Yes, I know she's only 6, but she's starting to act like a 13-year-old. Makes for some interesting mother-daughter showdowns.
She is quite the athlete. Since she was little, her grandparents have always commented on how agile and coordinated she was. Well it's really starting to blossom in her athletic abilities. She's a good ballet dancer. Her insatiable desire to please helps with that in dance class. She's a good soccer player. We added her to Nathan's team at the last minute and she has flourished. She doesn't stop running the entire game and is actually showing some natural soccer-ing ability with little to no training. And she's still a great swimmer. We've signed her up for the Y swim team. She didn't need the lessons, she just needed to work more on form. It will help fill up the summer a little bit also.
She still adores her little brother. After much begging, we finally moved his bed into her room. She's a good sport with his early morning crying. She just has baby intuition. Crazy how that works. Like an omnipotent being had a hand in all the designing of these kids, or something.
Katherine's first year of school was a huge success. She made lots of friends and is speaking up more. She loves going to school and likes to brag about how she never had her horse moved for the entire year. (the kid's horses were moved to colored barns if there were behavioral issues) Little Miss People Pleaser was NOT going to get her horse moved. Ever. And she didn't.
She's certainly not our little girl any more. Thank goodness she still likes to cuddle.
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