Dear Laney,
There's an (awful, morally bankrupt, everything-that's-wrong-with-our-society) show on MTV these days called "My Super Sweet 16." It features teenagers whose parents plan exorbitant parties for their 16th birthdays. Limos, designer gowns, celebrity guests. It never fails that the birthday boy/girl ends up crying and throwing a tantrum because the party still isn't what they want. And I always wonder, "How to parents let this kind of thing happen? Don't they know when to draw the line?"
...And then I sewed 12 pirate vests with sashes for your pirate party next weekend.
We've got the box of invitations ready to go to your school. It's hard to think of pirate adjectives to put on preschool invitations. I've never met some of these kids, so I had to avoid "One-Eye" and "Peg-Leg," because if one of these kids showed up to the party with an actual glass eye or prosthetic leg, I would DIE.
Some people have been more help in the pirate party planning process than others. Here are "others"-
...but dang, y'all are cute.
I sorta see how parents end up booking a herd of elephants to escort their little princess into the Beverly Hilton.
Mom
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