You Deserve a Break Today

I may or may not have started planning Georgie's first birthday party three months early, but it got me thinking wistfully about our birthday parties growing up. There were no princesses, no trampoline parks, no unicorn cakes - it was the backyard with sprinklers and maybe a scary clown or the gold standard: birthday party at McDonald's. I want to bring this back but fear being deemed the "white trash" mom. Screw it. (Sorry, Georgie)