Curtis: How many people are comin’ to this thing?
Me: The rsvps say 53.
Curtis: WOW.
Me: I don’t know why I do this to myself.
Curtis: you’re a lunatic. You’ve always been that way.
Me: (dying laughing)
Curtis: I don’t know why you’re laughing. You’re the only person I know who would have 53 people at a 4 year olds birthday.
Me: go big or go home, dad.
