The LATE-OVER

The year we knew had to do something big, something great, something fabulous for Jane's big eight! So we had a late-over with her buddies.

Here is the poem we wrote on the invitations
(pink pillowcases):


Jane’s having a party because she’s turning 8

We’d love for you to come...but it’s going to be a little late

So come in your jammies with pillow in hand

Ready for food, fun, and dodging pillows ‘cause you never know where they’ll land!

So we ate and ate and ate...
and of course we had cake

and presents

And Facials

And Pedis

And thanks to Grandmum and Aunt Debbie without whom we never would have the fabulous ribbons sewn on the pillows the girls decorated

Even Mitchell had a little bit of fun...though he would never admit, even if he was being tortured, that anything that has to do with girls can be the slightest bit fun

So after tons of fun with pillow fights and yoga in the front yard, we finally wound the evening down with a little "Enchanted"

All in all, we had a great time ringing in Jane's new big year. A year sure to be filled with many grown up things....like pierced ears which Jane worked very hard for months and months to earn; she proved that she is ready to be a very responsible eight-year old. Her mother, however, is not so sure that she is ready for Jane to be eight but since I can't stop time I will have to simply suffice with trying my very hardest to make these wonderful years filled with lots of things that little girls like....and try to convince her that she really is little. I don't think that's going so well.