I used to love throwing parties.
When I was in my early twenties, before I had children and a mortgage, I hosted some truly epic parties. I would come up with some goofy theme like “hunting camp” or “circus” or “best friends”, and just run with it. My parties featured kissing booths, bars filled with “mystery shots”, costumes, even a live polka band. I knew how to have a good time and give all my guests an experience they’d talk about for years. So what if at the end of the night there was a huge mess or even a few holes in the walls? Continue reading “Why I Didn’t Give My Son a Pinterest-Perfect Birthday Party”