After the girl and I got out tattoos last Friday, her friends began to show up for a party.
I had made some cup cakes and provided icing, color, sprinkles, dragees, edible glitter, etc for them to decorate their own.
It all began rather innocent and polite.
But it quickly began to escalate.
Into something very messy.
The girls got a little wild,
and she spent a lot of time rolling on the floor laughing out loud.
Me? I stayed far, far away.