Riddle me this…
What do you get when you combine one 8-year-old birthday girl, oodles of fun plans for a mermaid pool party, and a torrential (days-long) rain storm?
A Mommy running around like a chicken with her head cut off, that’s what.
Otherwise known as…
PLAN B.
Since we couldn’t splash in the (chlorinated) waves as planned, our Little Mermaid (and pals) had a blast decorating t-shirts (puffy painting like it was 1985!), making bracelets and other crafts, dancing around like Mermaid-Rockstars, taking out their agua-aggression on an over-stuffed pinata, eating lunch and (massive) ice cream sundaes, and playing together like all Fabulous Lady-Land-Lubbers do.
The Little Miss has the sweetest group of Mermaid-Friends, and they celebrated her so well. Giggles and sparkle were a-plenty!
Grammie-Mermaid was there too! And such a huge help!
SPOILER ALERT: Those observant scrollers may notice very soon that several of our activities were actually OUTDOORS.
Yep. That’s right. Because Mother Nature decided to wait just long enough for me to change all of our plans, and then she brought out the sun.
Touche, Mother Nature.
It’s all good.
We went wild. We had fun.
And our girl felt very loved.
It was Mermad-err-iffic!