of my 25 days of Christmas I don't have anything Christmas-like. Instead I think I'm bleary eyed after a very intense swim season. The mothers of the seniors have a lot of responsibilities. Last night was the grand finale. The banquet. Planned and organized by me...the only mother of the only senior.
So, plan and organize I did. My final job was the cake. I got balloons to go along. I got there early to finish the set-up and snap pictures. Then I got home and reviewed the photos and wondered how you know if you've been reading Cake Wrecks too long.
I don't know. You tell me.
I need more sleep.