lila turns FIVE. and i turned LAME.

this year for lila's birthday, i wanted to plan a party as usual...but.
my little sister is getting married. nato's birthday, our anniversary, a trip out of town, wedding showers and why is there an explosion of crazy happening in september? why am i so busy? does algebra have any importance? and am i still saved?

(silent cry)

ugh.

point is, i'm overwhelmed and we took lila to red robin last night. judge me. it was fun and they have gluten free buns, plus they tie a balloon around your kid's wrist. over and over again. even when they lose it to the ceiling 200 times. plus there's a 20 minute drive home. that means children buckled in and music loud enough to muffle their fighting.

note: lila ate NONE of her burger and all of her fries. great! top that off with a cupcake and send you to bed. it's your birthday and i'm too tired to make you eat stuff.
(can we make a print that say that?)

anyway, last week i was thinking, i don't need to make a big fuss of a party for lila. her buddies are at her school... i'll just tag along to her school day.
so they let me take the last 30 minutes of class to throw her a party.

buddies from class+watercolors+gluten free & dairy free cupcakes (that were INSANE)= lila wins the lottery!  grateful and happy over the tiniest things. gah, i want to be lila. give me that kind of heart, Lord.

for their craft, i traced letters of their first name with crayon and colored it in, then let them paint over it. (surprise! the paint won't stick to wax.) i will get some frames and frame their art. if the spirit leads...

then sent them home with some notebooks and markers so parents could experience their own couches in technicolor. you're welcome. my penance is the framed art.

and just as quick as the party started, it was over.
kind of like babies. growing up.
omg. deep thoughts and let's all cry together.

then console ourselves with a margarita?
Praise Him.