Chris's summary of Mia's birthday party is here, and as usual he has covered most of the story while I am going to get all wrapped up in some tiny detail, so click on over if you want the overview. (If I were a bigger person, I would not point out how amused I am that Chris said he was "so worried about" the party. I mean yeah, I was worried about the party too, but he was worried that all the kids would drive him insane and I was worried about finding time to complete almost every bit of the preparation on my own while wrangling two kids.)
I've always been a little skeptical of big blow-out parties for little kids, on the grounds that they don't care and the parties are just a way for parents to keep up with the Joneses. And every time I say that, several people pipe up with their lovely and valid reasons for hosting 100 people for a first birthday, and if that rocks your boat then you go for it and I swear I will not get the least bit judgy over it, but it is just totally not my style. So I was a little concerned when I told Mia that she could invite a few friends to her party this year and she gave me a list of 30 children. I got her list down to 12 and then figured oh, what the hell. If it's awful we never have to do it again.
And it wasn't awful. Far from it. The kids were wonderful, they all had fun, and I just kept reminding myself that this party was about the three year olds and refused to do anything that wasn't directly for the benefit of the children. So we hauled the contents of our garage into the backyard, and there was a wading pool and a couple of bubble machines and a sandbox and Mia's new playhouse, and the fish and frogs in our pond and the kids amused themselves. And Mia had a blast, but more than that, there was a moment there when she was sitting in front of her cake (oh, the cake debacle, stay tuned) and everyone was singing "Happy Birthday" and I could tell my little girl felt like the queen of the world. And for that, if for nothing else, it was worth it.