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In a few short days, I’ll be hosting a Backwards Birthday party for my twin girls—7 going on 8. I say I’ll be hosting because my lovely wife drew the short straw and will be escorting my other daughter to Las Vegas to play soccer.
How many things are wrong with that sentence?
Let’s pretend for a moment that going to Las Vegas to play soccer makes sense and instead focus on the part where I’m in charge of planning and executing a birthday party for a passel of 7- and 8-year-old girls.