The Cake

The sleepover for my daughter's birthday went well. Five very excited girls finally dropped off to sleep just after 1am.

The next morning, we met the rest of the girls in her class, for a film and a lunchtime meal. I could have done with some wrangling skills! At one point, 8 of the 9 girls were in the toilet! If they weren't in the toilet, they were trying to nab some extra helium-filled balloons, to do the squeaky voice thing. Hard work? Most definitely.

On the next table was a group of boys, around the same age. I wish I could have swapped with the other mother at times. Those boys were little angels compared to the monkeys on our table.

"The last time, the very last time I do this !", I said.

....... until the next time!