I have decided that throwing a child's birthday party is kind of like giving birth. It's long and tiring and easy to lose sight of what it's all about. After it's all over you might say "Whew! I'm never doing THAT again". (I know I definitely said that after giving birth to Ryan, and quite possibly Lucas). And yet you find yourself doing it all over again the following year because you kind of forget how hard it was. (Or whenever your next child is born).
We threw a joint birthday party for the boys this year. It was harder for me to plan this year because I have less free time these days. As a result, most of the prep work was done very last minute, late at night. This was me the morning of their party.
Yikes. Can't believe I just shared that. I managed to make myself a bit more presentable for the party.