OK, it’s Freyja’s birthday coming up, and we’re having what I’d thought was going to be, a small get-together at our house like we did last year.
We have the living room, kitchen and garden to fit people in, and last year it was a success. We had about 35 people there (including children) which I thought was lovely.
This year, I was expecting the same. We plan to put up a gazebo thing, and get the BBQ up and running. I have ordered some fabulous cupcakes and have just sat down to write invitations for the kiddies. I plan to nip out to grab some party food and some party bags and have a lovely day.
Except I’ve just written a list of possible attendees and have gone past the 50 mark. With 16 kids. 16! Jesus. I’ve set myself a death wish.
What the hell do I do? I would love to have our closest family & friends there as well as our closest friends with children, but it’s Freyja’s birthday and I guess it’s her friends who should be here. Not ours. And then there’s the family members. We have mum & James’ grandparents & sister here, which will be lovely. But who else do we invite?
Oh God. I thought this would be easy.
I need a brew.