An important lesson

We have been working on the party for Caroline's eighth birthday.

We made handmade invitations. I obsessed over mine. Any imperfection was agonizing. Caroline happily attacked hers with abandon, the process more important than the results. She was thrilled with the final product.

We planned the party favors. I had trouble finding the "perfect" bags to put the favors in. Caroline had a solution. We took plain ol' brown lunch bags and rubber stamped them with fairy stamps we already owned. The bags were covered in inky fingerprints as well as fairies, but Caroline was pleased and proud.

This is a fairy party and Caroline has planned the decor. We made a tree out of grocery sacks that we taped to the wall. Caroline will draw pictures of fairies to put on the branches. The fairies aren't done yet, but the tree looks great. I'm trying to look past the enormous amounts of tape used. I'm learning a lesson from Caroline. Perfection is not nearly as important as imagination.