Yesterday I had the pleasure of attending a four-year-old's birthday party. Until fairly recently, I used to dread having to tag along to over-the-top gatherings for unappreciative toddlers. But now, I've begun to get quite into the whole occasion.
It's especially fun when the four-year-old in question is a spoiled little princess. There were presents galore piled up to the ceiling, covered in attractive pink wrapping paper with curly ribbons and iridescent bows. Approximately twenty screaming children were running around the beautifully decorated hall, all decked out in their party finery. We had a banquet table with a Disney princess tablecloth, and enough finger-food to feed an army. And to finish off, a fairytale castle cake bigger than the birthday girl herself. It was almost enough to make me like children.
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