I’m the queen of Monday morning quarterbacking when it comes to throwing parties and birthdays in general.
I should have baked a cake that didn’t require turning thirty carrots into three dozen cupcakes.
I should have done a better job of making sure Gigi didn’t find out about her new bike.
I should have bought her a 16″ bike instead of an 18″ bike, even if it meant it wasn’t in her favorite color.
I should have bought Lulu a bike too.
I should have served more than snacks.
Veggies and Sabra hummus
Organic corn chips and homemade Fire Roasted Tomato Salsa
Fruit plate
Insanely delicious, top-secret vegan Homestyle Chocolate Chip Cookies with Sea Salt
I definitely should have made a double batch of those cookies.
I should have paid the incredibly talented face-painting artist more.
I should have asked permission from the other parents to show you their kids. Sorry.
I should have insisted no gifts.
Or at least no gifts that require batteries and amplify sound.
I should have made a cake shaped like a unicorn or a ballerina, or at least ponied up for some ice cream of some sort.
I should have stuck to the plan: practiced law for five years, taken a short maternity leave and then headed back to work.
Come to think of it, I wouldn’t change a thing.
