So yeah, we managed to pull off a birthday tea party. I was quite surprised that, despite the short notice, almost all the little girls came! What am I supposed to do with NINE extra little girls in my house? Take deep breaths. The twins didn't even mind being outnumbered.
Honestly, I was so busy prepping food and cleaning up and getting things ready (in the middle of the usual Saturday hubbub) that I didn't even think about little girls until quite a few had collected. After so many boys inhabiting our home, it was a little bit shocking to see such a pile of princess dresses and fluffy outfits. I'm laughing at myself.
I gave them free reign at a pile of polka-dot paper, sparkly pens, and my old stash of scrapbooking stickers. After a giggly while, we set the table for the tea party. We had a little lesson in etiquette, then poured the pink lemonade. It was adorable to hear them demurely murmur "oh, dear," when they dropped something on the floor and hilarious to hear their pretend British accents. I have to admit that I had a good time just watching them, and I tried really hard not to laugh so they could hear.
My birthday girl was absolutely delighted by everything, and that made all the not-very-much effort quite worth it. Actually, I'd go to the moon and back for her if she needed it. What mother wouldn't?
At the end of the day, Angel climbed into the top bunk early and snuggled into sleep with her favorite pictures and birthday cards taped lovingly to the rail (with the roll of tape I gave her 'cuz I was tired of losing mine to her. Win.). I love that the last card on the right is one Alec sent her from South Africa - last year. It's a prized possession. Oh, how we all love this girl!