Lookout Mountain, Georgia | No better place to turn eight | Bambara Aven Photography, LLC

Lookout Mountain, Georgia | No better place to turn eight | Bambara Aven Photography, LLC

Let's just say Carrie's mom hadn't planned on Taylor Swift being blasted on repeat for hours, nine girls singing along while having a fashion show, the water balloon heard round the world, the amount of popcorn and pizza little girls can eat, and the fact that they can stay awake for SO long if you also feed them ice cream. I am glad I made it to this party, because I don't think there will be another one like it. All the girls said it was the best party ever! I know it was the best 8th birthday party I've ever been to in all my 41 years.  

I need to mention, this sweet baby is Dixie, she was in it to win it, and didn't need a baby sitter. She's all girl! Air hockey anyone? The girls managed to take turns playing, and I think this is when it stopped raining, so the water balloon fight could start. 

Very intimidating group! I still can't believe they held still for the photo. :)

And when the water balloon fight was over, they scurried inside (I'm still laughing because these tracks continued into the house.) I managed to miss out on the silly string, only because my camera doesn't like it. 

I saw Po watching her play the piano. :)  Once they were all dry and changed they needed more fuel; ice cream sundaes were on the menu.

Then it was time to go back outside for glow necklaces/rings & sparklers!

As much as they loved the sparklers and glow jewelry, no party is complete without a fashion show. In between outfit changes the sing-a-long with Taylor Swift's 'Bad Blood' was on HEAVY rotation. They changed, and changed, and changed again! Each outfit was FABULOUS, and at one time we all thought there was a large wild cat in the house. RAWR!

I believe I heard the line, "We trashed the place." I had to hold back my laughter. 

I had to call it a night, and I thought everyone was snuggled up and ready for some rest...

...but I was still getting updates from Carrie's mom into the wee hours of the morning, that they were 'still awake'. Ah, to be eight and fueled by pizza, popcorn, ice cream and all those toppings. 

I can't wait until next year's party, though I feel it will be in a park somewhere, in the middle of the day, with little hope of another large slumber party...

Happy Birthday, Carrie. 

Best. Party. EVER!