Surprise Par-Tay

So about a week ago I was driving Sweet Love over to The Captain's parents' house to meet up with the rest of Team Wilson for what I thought was going to be a "surprise" family dinner. I say "surprise" because Sassafras may have asked me about a month ago if I would like to have a surprise birthday party. I told her, absolutely, I loved surprise parties...especially the ones I knew about ahead of time. She just nodded her head in serious agreement. 

I guess we'll work on sarcasm when she's like 8 or something. 

So when the big girls were picked up from school by their Gran & Pop and I was told to be at their house at a certain time and that we would probably just have dinner over there, I figured they might be working on cooking up a little dinner and we would have cake and it would be fabulous. 

Only when I actually pulled up, there were way too many cars in their driveway. And there were balloons and lights and a whole group of my favorite people and food and cake and sweet cards and it was all just a tremendously spectacular surprise. I found out that my sweet little Sassypants had been cooking up the whole thing for a while. She made the guest list, planned the menu, specifically picked out balloons that were my favorite color, and picked flowers from Gran's yard to decorate the tables. 

I was told that she had said to a few people that Mommy always plans parties for us but she never gets one (which, for the record, is completely A-OK fine with me...but even I have to admit the preciousness of her little words is pretty high).

How sweet is that cake??? 

Now the menu, my dear friends, is one for the record books. Sassafras made a list of all my "favorite foods," and so that's exactly what we had. It included, but was not limited to:

-brussel sprouts (and you're welcome, friends and family, for being introduced to the deliciousness of the sprout. Gran, I'm real sorry they stunk up your house.)

-sunflower seeds, served in a pretty little square acrylic vase...which were consequently tumped out on the van floor on the way home. And can I just say that is so far from the worst thing that has happened in that van? 

-"steak," which was actually roast because steak is "expensive"

-pickled okra...and my mouth is watering just thinking about it

Also? This preciousness. I mean, bless that Sassafras. Bless her sweet little heart. 

That right there is a sweet little ring shoe, my friends. Not only is it wrapped in purple crushed velvet but ALSO it provides your rings with a stiletto party house of comfort to sleep in. But wait...there's more! ALSO ALSO, there is a secret little drawer in which you can store your tiny little wonderful things. I know you can hardly contain your jealousy. 

The journal is from a sweet and super duper funny friend who knows my love of the written, reflective, comedic word. It contains a daily multiple choice check-sheet entitled "Today's Parental Shortcomings" and also such wonderful words of inspiration such as:

Everybody knows how to raise children, except the people who have them.
— P.J. Rourke

and my personal favorite

Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, ‘Where have I gone wrong?’ Then a voice says to me, ‘This is going to take more than one night.’
— Charles M. Schultz

But seriously though, it was a really fun night and I was truly surprised in most every way. Sassafras definitely has a very nurturing personality (she is the ultimate Big Sister), but the way she planned all the little details just for her mama...it just blesses my bones, y'all.