It went off without a hitch, so that was good. W even bought me a beer while we were all bowling. It was my old W that I saw today. We worked like a team to keep the kids bowling and not running around the place.
We thanked me as I left because I foot the bill for D's party.
Now that I'm home, I'm super bummed. This is more than likely the last time I will see D have a bday party.
I prefer when W is stomping around angry because it makes it easier for me to detach. When she's nice and smiling, it's much harder to detach.
