there ain't no party-like a hotel party-cause a hotel party don't stop

 2 sisters + 2 sisters + 1 Hampton Inn =


                                Party Time


It started at Chuckie Cheese, where the the big sisters acted as if they were too cool to be excited about going, but promptly forgot how lame it was after hitting the jackpot on the jump rope game.......

 It continued with this big and this little dominating on hoops ~ seriously, they were "on fire" to the point people were gathered around in awe.

The good times were moved to the Hampton Inn's pool where Lolaloopsy (who came with two outfits, floaties, and shoes), naturally wound up buck naked AS ALL BARBIES AND BABIES DO?  Why is this?

 Nothing like a sauna.........

 To get these party animals sleepy.......very sleepy.....(parents can hope, right?)

Bailey is my kind of girl ~ easy going and up for anything.  Plus, she likes crab.  She hit it off with Madi immediately and I think they had a few vent sessions where I believe I heard them discussing all the injustices that come with being a big sister.

And Jonathan and I were really patting ourselves on the back for how smooth everything went when we had these partiers in bed by about 11:00 pm.  Everyone had big fun, there was very little drama (even with one birthday girl who can occassionally attemp to be a diva), and chances are, they were worn out enough to actually sleep in.

And then we heard it.  A coughing/gagging/something really bad is about  to happen sound at 4:30 in the morning.  One poor sweet little partier was throwing up, while the other three (and me) screamed at the top of our lungs.  And this is when I realized yet another thing I like about Jonathan.  He is calm and collected and can think fast.  He had the situation taken care of in about 3 minutes.  All we could do is go back to bed and pray it was just too much chlorine down the wrong pipe sort of thing.

But when morning came and the other partiers went down to do some damage to the waffle maker, this little one cried for her mama.  So sad.

We dropped them off and were digging around for all their belongings when Bailey asked if there was something else we had given them for a party favor?

Swim goggles...
Beachballs...
Stomach bug (check)

So, let this be our lesson.  We won't be doing any more early high fives over what great party planners we are because kids always have a trick or two up their sleeve.  


**While scanning for a song on the radio, we were forced to "leave it here!"