The original plan was to have the party on a Saturday afternoon, when Hannah returned from dance in Buffalo. It was going to be perfect. Hannah would arrive home, totally unsuspecting, I would have had the whole day to prepare, her friends would all be there, and her shock and joy upon hearing "SURPRISE" would fill my heart.
It figures that something would interfere with my fabulous plan, yes, Hannah got sick. Not just cold sick, high fever, feeling miserable sick.
Hoping it would only be a 48 hour bug, I moved the party to Sunday. Now, what to do with Hannah? Scott and I had spent the whole week putting together an AWESOME Haunted House in the basement and had to creep around the last two days making the final preparations. Hannah believed we were having a family party that evening, so she didn't get suspicious of my decorating the dining room and preparing her cake.
About an hour before the party, my parents convinced Hannah to go for a ride with them in the car. The final preparations began, me running around like a chicken with her head cut off trying to finish all of the preparations.
Hannah's Jason Dunn from Hawk Nelson Cake
Though Hannah was exhausted and feeling crummy when everyone left, but she had a great time and I was so thrilled that it all worked out!