Last year, 5 days before we moved, Leah turned 3, and had to settle for a pathetic "We are in the Process of Moving Party."
Flashback:
Today, five days before we move again, Jolie turned 6.
Determined to redeem our reputation as doting parents, we pulled out all the stops. Balloon bouquets, beautifully wrapped gifts, a decadent chocolate cake, all poolside with friends.
Jack and I sat back in our lounge chairs, sipping our Capri Suns, satisfied. Satisfied, and unaware of one little detail we forgot to consider.
This,
we believe,
is the moment Leah realized she got the short end of the stick.
And this,
Is the moment she got her revenge.
