Baptism

I just spent the whole day recovering from a baptism that occurred yesterday. I never knew how much effort was put into a party or how the Latins love to party. I got my first glimpse yesterday.

There was just so much planning and money involved. The food was homemade. The favors and chocolate lollipops were homemade. Everything took so much time and effort, and I barely helped (Yet I became so tired from all my "hard" work).

Everything had to be rented and reserved from the tables to the bounce house. We had to think of so many different activities to do with the children and find ways to amuse them for hours. Children have a 5 second attention span, and it made it difficult for me to keep up.

We played musical chairs, pin the donkey, and I even volunteered for face painting! What was I thinking? I have no artistic abilities, and could not even do what the kids requested for. How on Earth was I suppose to paint a pony? Hahahaha.

The food was amazing though, and even though I stuck out like a sore thumb, I felt like I belonged. We ate cake, and played with the kids. I even got into the bounce house by the end of the night. Who ever said anyone was ever too old to jump around?

It turned out to be really fun, but super tiring because I couldn't even get up the next morning. I even woke up with aches and pain. I'm getting OLD, and I'm starting to feel the effects.

Next time I know just to attend a party, and never try to plan one. It is an huge task that I am unfit to take. Hahaha.