Our annual Christmas Parade Party happened for the sixth time this past Saturday.
I'm almost embarrassed to tell you that it took me five years to think of it, but last year--for the first time--I wrote everything down. How many people, how much food, exactly what time the parade comes by our house--the whole kaboodle. I used the Boomerang app to email it to myself on November 1st.
Instead of scratching my head and researching and trying to remember, I knew. Forty-five people, three gallons of cider, four dozen donuts, four boxes of mini quiche, start party at ten....BOOM!
Of course, there were still a few good surprises.
Like, when the lady at the donut shop thought I said "a dozen of each kind of long john" instead of "a dozen long johns" and we ended up with a pile of my favorite donut.
Or when a horse rider rode her mount right up into our front yard to personally greet a particularly adorable young party guest. (I was so awestruck that I couldn't get my hands on my camera! Which, if you know me, is very awestruck!)
Once Santa had ridden by and our guests had gone home, though, it was time to start up our other (post) parade tradition--gingerbread building with Manga. (We've done it for two years now, so that's a "tradition" in my book.)
I think Little Miss put more candy in her mouth than on the gingerbread, but it was her birthday, so we let it slide.
And then we ended the day with cupcakes. Because you have to put a candle in something on your young lady's second birthday, yes?