My children, they are different.
One child, started planning her next birthday party last month. Her birthday is in July.
The other, just wanted the exact same party she had last year.
Dottie has a more intimate soul.
She loves the routine.
And we love her for it.
Here’s the catch, the next night, we would be hosting our annual Hearn Holiday Cocktail Party.
It’s a doozy of a grown-up party.
And it’s our holiday kick-off.
Plus, both James and I had various business trips that week, resulting in neither one of us being there full-time.
We did a little every day and were ready with time to spare.
Music plan, order balloons, grocery store, food plan, scheduling.
Grocery list: Dough, cheese, sauce, drink fixins.
(I froze the dough.)
Make cupcakes. Set aside.
Put cheese, sauce, pepperoni, sausage, in plastic wrap covered bowls.
Defrost the dough.
Party day! Pick up ballons, give the house a once-over, make the salad,
Buy last minute toppings like mushrooms and basil. Also, ice.
When we picked up the girls from preschool on Thursday, we walked home carrying all the balloons. Dottie wore her birthday crown proudly and told everyone, “It’s my BIRFDAY today!” And if you couldn’t smile at that, you must have some very hard things going on in your life.
We put the frosting in plastic bags for squirting, and then we put the sprinkles and such out on the trays.
(Just like last year.)
Everyone could take a few home in these cupcake boxes — but truthfully, nearly everyone I know isn’t eating cupcakes right now. I’m okay with that.
Happy Birthday Dottie, you make us laugh every single day.