Princess Pajama Party

A few weeks ago, Julia said to me "I want to have a Princess Pajama Party." I was in the middle of doing something really important (like whipping Sean's ass in Lexolous) and said something like "Oh, yeah. That sounds like fun."

"So when can we do it?"
"Oh, I don't know. One day."
"What about Saturday?"
"Well, not Saturday. We'd have to plan it and send out invitations."
"OK! Let's make invitations!"

And the next thing you know we are having a party for six or so four year olds, for no other reason than my own four year old is a master manipulator.

It was a blast. Everyone came in pajamas (that was the pajama part of the Princess Pajama Party). They dressed up and had their nails painted and had a very pink tea party and danced and squealed and screamed. Sean took Henry to the hardware store and Wal-Mart and cooked meat in the smoker, in an attempt to balance out the estrogen overload.

This morning, I asked Julia if she liked her party. She said "Yes! Next time I want to have a Princess AND Prince Party, so I can invite the boys, too."

"Oh, yeah? That sounds like fun."


"What about Saturday?"

*In the interest of privacy, I'm not posting pictures of the other girls. Trust that they were there, and adorable.