Going overboard...

I suffer from a disease...some of you may understand.  I tend to go overboard.  I cannot stop myself.  It's becoming apparent that there are two types of people:  those who totally get why I have multiple glue gun burns and bags under my eyes from staying up late making an awesome costume for my child that few people will see, and those who give me the blank stare and tell me about this great place called the Halloween store.  If you belong to the latter category, please don't judge.  I really can't help myself.  And I'm really not trying to make you mad.  Like I said, a disease.

Consider my daughter's third birthday invites.  Keep in mind this will most likely be a family party because how many friends does a three year old have? Only a crazy person would design them herself, go to three different stores for supplies and spend  four a couple of hours putting them together, right?  Well, crazy or not, I love them.  And that's enough for now. 

Please tell me you're crazy like me :)

By the way...guests are asked to write a special note to the birthday girl on the back of the chipboard tag.  The tags will be hung on our tree.  Don't say it...I know I've gone too far ;)