Should we have bought the keg?

Scott mentioned getting a mini-key today when picking up snacks for Caroline's birthday party. Maybe we should have?

After spending the last few hours tapping into my Betty Crocker side, the oatmeal cookies are almost done. Now I have to clean the kitchen. Surely there has to be a button I can push that will take care of everything.

Caroline is still up and refusing to stay in her bed. I have already threatened to cancel the party. She thinks I am joking. Too bad the soccer game was canceled tonight. I planned on it wearing her out so that she would be easy to get into bed. She has on a pair of footed pajamas that are really too small. It is funny looking to watch her waddle in here with her hair pulled up. She has pajamas that fit, but refuses to take off the blue footies.

Scott needs to get started putting her bicycle together so that we are not up all night trying to interpret the drawings. An engineering degree would come in handy right now.

Maybe not getting the keg was a bad idea.