Emily let me know 8 months ago that she wanted a ladybug, park birthday party when she turned 3. What can I say? The girl knows what she wants.
So, I reserved a pavilion. Then it started to rain. It rained all week and the forecast called for rain on Saturday, the day of the party. My husband & I decided to switch dates to the next Saturday to avoid any weather problems. We called the park & e-mailed all the guests. As it turned out only a few guests could come the next week, so we changed it back. Afterall, as my husband said, “What are the chances of it raining at 10:00 in the morning?” I was so embarrased to call the park back I made my him do it.
Friday night, my friend Ame & I worked until 1:30am getting activities together just in case it rained.
When Saturday morning rolled around, it was bright & sunny outside. We drove over to the park, set up all the decorations, dried off the playground equipment and got the grill ready for hot dogs. Party time…10:00 and the guests start showing up. Fifteen minutes later, we were in the storm of the century. I guess the chances of it raining at 10:00 were pretty good. Now we have nearly all the guests under a pavilion 100 yards from their cars, and lightning was literally striking at the park. It was crazy!!! So much so I started to cry and I never cry.
I wanted to just call it quits and send everyone home, but my awesome friends had other ideas. Several of them braved the storm, drove to my house, and had it cleaned before I got there. We ended up doing most of the crafts & games from the comfort of my family room. We have such a great community.