Am just recovering from my dd's 8th birthday party - eight wee friends round for a slumber party...some craft, some pizza, some dancing and into jammies and sleeping bags to watch dvd.
What could go wrong with that? All lovely wee girls...until the Pink Mist descended.
I stupidly left them alone with some temporary tattoos. It's a little bit awkward telling parents that their little princess now has skin art in a special place...
It was always one step away from Lord of the Flies, well, maybe TOWIE. Eight year olds with vajazzles? Sheesh.
Cheer me up. What's the worst, most awkward and embarrassing thing that's happened at a birthday party?