this week has been pretty crazed. i had to figure out how i was going to be chaperoning several three year olds at disney on ice downtown while simultaneously delivering my daughter to her school, which opened two hours late on thursday and friday. i also had to figure out how i was going to be at school for the 100th day of school celebration and plan a mardi gras party for a few little girls on saturday (today). and today, for anyone who cares, is the one year anniversary of my start in the hospital.

so i’m a bit preoccupied.

but i’ve resolved that this is the year i will have FUN. (dammit.) and that is why we had several of BC’s pals from her old school over. we made masks, we made tiaras, we listened to professor longhair and buckwheat zydeco. there are beads and feathers and glitter all over my table.

i love it.

but i think the funniest part of the day was watching the three little girls have a wedding. (i am not making this up.) two of them wrapped themselves up in flowery sheet gowns; and BC was going to be the officiant. one wanted to be the groom, but the other said she’d prefer to marry an invisible groom. i looked for the wedding march on rhapsody. it was a moment.

i enjoyed listening to these eight year olds wax on over why you must marry before you have a baby — clearly we parents have been working overtime on that one. but i realize that none of us have talked much about who can marry or who cannot. i guess i never thought about that much. in the back of my mind, i am hoping that by the time BC and jools are old enough, this will be a non-issue.