Amundsons

We are turning 6.  Its a big number, actually it tends to make me a little woozy when I think about how big that number is and how I continue to be ignored when I tell her to stop getting older. This is a friend-party year and Charlotte was clear that she wanted a Ballerina Princess in Paris party.  My dream of a little tomboy just isn't working out for me (yet- perhaps there is hope in Claire).  But Charlotte, well she loves pink and twirling and fancy. With the help of aunt Abby the three of us hand made invites (three bottles of glitter glue, of course).  Prior to actually making a count I state that she was going to invite ALL of the girls in her class or NONE of the girls in her class.  As a teacher (and previous 1st grade student) there was no other option.  I held fast even when I realized that with Sunday School friends (again ALL or NONE) we somehow ended up with a list of 18 five/six year old girls... and the party was in my ho...