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I was not interested in a confrontation. I just wanted to watch the kids have fun, enjoy talking to some of the other parents, and go home.
But Robin clearly had other plans.
“You did all this?” she asked when she walked over.
It wasn’t the question that bothered me, it was the tone. The one that said not only did she not believe I was capable of doing it but that she didn’t think I’d done a good enough job. I really wanted to remind her the party was for a six year old, not a clubhouse dinner with the MacKellars, if any of them ever returned to town. And the guest of honor loved her party.
“I did,” I said with a smile. “Makayla really likes pink and green so we decorated in her favorite colors.”
Robin pursed her lips and looked around the room again. “Where did you come up with th
