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Happy Birthday Little Miss M

I asked Little Miss M - Do you want to have your birthday at a play centre and you can invite lots of friends, or do you want me to plan an at-home party with just a few friends?

After all the fun that she had been having at her friends parties being held at a play centre, I was very surprised when Little Miss M opted for an at-home party.  Apparently, I'm loved because I plan the birthdays.


And so a birthday party was planned... A FURBY PARTY!!  Dah-Noh-Lah!  Party party!!

We had games...


A photo booth with props... (and we printed out the photos for the guests to take home)


We had cake...


And we sent the party guests home with a furby key chain, a photo from the photo booth and some homemade love...


Yes, I had to take a few days off from work to get everything done.
Yes, the Furby cake was filled with smarties and m&m's (not sure why we don't have a picture of it).  And I really don't want to think of how much butter was used to make the cake and the frosting!!
Yes, it took me the better part of a month to make the friendship bracelets.
And yes, I was exhausted by the end of it.

And how did my Dear Husband cope with an apartment full of squealing girls?  He survived.


Happy Birthday, my beautiful Little Miss M!  Thank you for choosing "my party" and trusting me to make it good for you.  I did not think that your smile could get wider or brighter, but it shone so much on that day and I fell even deeper in awe of your generous heart.  I'm so proud of you and I'm happy to work through the night (or many nights!!!) to do something for you in the hope that you would be proud of me too.

Keep on smiling, my sunshine.

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