Party time!

We no longer have our dearest babysitter...which meant the parents took me to a birthday party last night. The only reason they made an acception was because it was my BFF's dad...

Pompom and I ran around for three hours, laughing, screaming, playing and crushing (I'm not so secretly in love with my BFF's older brother), who's six.

Everyone gushed about how great we were, we ate seafood and cake, and them Pompom decided it was time to go by saying the following..."jacket, hat, shoes, go!" It didn't take much interpretation.

So we left at about 10:15pm, which is the lastest we've ever stayed up! We like parties!! Nite nite!