I am having a kids "joint" birthday party. Mighty Mouse wanted to have a pool party and Missy's birthday is at the end of June. I told him I would have a combined party. Last year, I took a few of Missy's friends out and didn't tell her what we were doing until we got there. Helps to avoid the anxiety issues, plus she plans things and when things don't go the way she plans them out in her head, she flips out. The month of June went well and I thought...no more parties; this is the way I'm going to do things. In the past, the whole month of June was a disaster. Well, this is the case this year. Stupid me. Busting my behind to then have to deal with fighting, screaming, defiance and everything else is just making me one ticked off witch today. I want to and have threatened to cancel the whole thing. It's not just Missy; Mighty Mouse is a royal pia too. husband is miserable and stressed. Can I just get some love and prayers that I get through the day and husband gets through the day without blowing our collective gaskets? I promise, no more birthday parties....ever. I'm done!