Yep, today was Verona’s 3rd birthday. I’d previously been opposed to themed parties, mostly because they seemed like so much effort, but when she requested an Angry Birds party I decided that was probably something I could get behind. So I announced my plan to the world, only to then realize I may have vastly over estimated my artistic abilities. I think it turned out ok though.
The cake was super fun to make.
The pizzas were fun to make but on three of the four their little orange beaks melted into their faces, making me regret not taking the picture before throwing them in the oven. But whatever.
The boys all escaped into the other room to do… video games? I don’t know, something that boys do. The children escaped outside to run around the the shoulder high weeds like feral little monsters.
While us mamas sat around chatting, laughing, and drinking an interesting beverage we concocted out of glazed donut flavored vodka and coffee liquor. It was like an unhealthy breakfast in a glass.
And, as these things tend to happen, one thing led to another until we were all hooping in the back yard.
You know. Cause we’re cool like that.