Almost Murder at 16

It pains me to say it, but my oldest daughter turned 16 recently. 

Insert nostalgia here.

Anyway, to celebrate, this gal planned a 1950s themed How to Host a Murder Party.  It was a lot of fun.  She involved our whole crew so everyone got to be part of the excitement.

We dressed up the house.

And then we dressed up the children.

And then all the teenagers arrived and accused each other of murder and ate food and laughed like crazy and ended it all in a giant balloon fight.

So, yeah, it was a pretty good night.

And now we are the proud owners of a 16 year old.  I think we'll keep her.