Birthday Bowling Fun (Zaad)

So today the Girlz Club made me proud again. We all went to the bowling alley for little Megs 7th birthday party. Tink had invited Megan's class for a Sunday bowling birthday party.

I'd be lying if I didn't cop to trying my hardest to think of a valid excuse to get out of this little Hellish sounding function, but in the end I knew, as we all always do, that no matter what, the 4 of us are always here for each other no matter what. Hellish sounding birthday parties included.

And you know what? It wasn't that bad. I mean, yes there were 20 7 year olds running amok and trying to bowl, but it honestly went by so fast, it truly was almost fun. It makes me proud how we all band together to help each other out. We all pitch in and do what needs to be done. We get pizza passed out, cake and ice cream passed out, presents unwrapped and organized and we all bitch and commiserate together.

It's awesome.

It always surprises me when I hear one of them say "Thank you so much, I could not have done this without you guys" (even though I say these very same things when I need them) because when I hear this, I always, without fail, think to myself "Um, ANYTIME. DUH. No need to thank me."

And I mean it. As I know they do too.