After Alli's birthday dinner last Monday, the rest of the week was spent preparing for her party with her friends last Friday. My friend has an embroidery machine, and I thought it would be a great idea to embroider purses for all the little girls attending. So I spent five hours on Wednesday cutting out the fabric and embroidering names on it. Side note: Taya was not removed from her car seat this whole time, and never even cried. She is seriously the world's best baby, and contrary to the way she looks, the girl never eats. Then I spent another three hours on Thursday trying to get my sewing machine to work to sew them together, and another three hours on Friday watching my mom sew them together on her machine. Through this all I thought to myself: mothers are insane! Why would anyone spend this much time making silk dress up purses for five year olds? And yet I was happy to do it, and I'm sure I will continue to do crazy things for my girls because I love them.
The party was a blast. Everyone came dressed up (of course). We decorated jewlery boxes that I had painted previously. We had parfaits. We danced to the Tinkerbell soundtrack. We tried to play musical chairs, but there were too many tears, so we refrained from removing the chairs, and the girls each just sat down when the music stopped. It worked much better when nobody was "out". And of course the girls loved the silk purses with their names on them. I haven't put the pictures on the computer yet, so they'll come later.
My friend embroidered Alli a little apron that said, "Happily Ever Alli". It is so perfect for her. After the party she asked if we could make a countdown chart for next year's birthday. I said NO. It's time to wind down from the birthday scene.
