This girl likes to party ALL the time. Good thing she has a kind, patient Dad to take her to these celebrations. Because, when Mom has weekends off starting next month, she will not may not be so patient.
Then, I look at these pics and I think, parties aren’t that bad. 🙂
Don’t judge me for being a party pooper. I come from a household where I probably went to two parties a year while I was growing up. My childhood was perfectly satisfying without having to hit a pinata every week. Really.
Oh, Baby Emily. Growing so fast. 🙂
Lara up at bat.
“I want a heart with a mask like a butterfly. Please.”
The infamous pinata. Dale, Dale!