When Hazel told me she wanted a Wizard of Oz party, I envisioned dainty hand coloured invitations.  I started sketching.  It turns out there is a difference between what a child wants and what a mum wants a child to want.  It wasn't helped by our printer spitting the dummy.

So, the night before the invites needed to go out, I was left raiding the kids art cabinet, coloured paper, glitter and all.  Fortunately, H approved of the result.