Today is Edwin's birthday! We celebrated with pizza, french fries, and brownies. I threw a few peas on his tray as well just to keep up appearances. The real party goes down this Saturday, with 30 of his closest friends and relatives. My family is huge; what can I do? Also Edwin is just a popular guy.
I spent my lunch hour at the dollar store, agonizing over contents for the goodie bags (there are 12 children coming, oh my god, don't remind me). Seriously, I had kind of forgotten about the importance of the goodie bag but thankfully, I remembered in time. I mean, a lame goodie bag could put you on the birthday party D list for years. Kids remember a good loot bag. I want Edwin to be the kid whose parties are packed because word gets around that HIS mom puts the best shit in the goodie bags.
Hey, I know what's important.
Mother to an official toddler. Who toddles!