Papa took the kids on a walk, while I decorated with crepe paper and balloons-and got the food all ready.
Ten minutes later, it began to drizzle.
A few minutes after that, it began to pour.
We were under cover, but the wind blew the droplets in our faces and eventually overwhelmed us. The crepe paper was soon soggy and the balloons had been whipped away by the wind.
We ate, quickly, through chattering teeth then loaded BACK up the cake, the presents and the food to resume the party someplace dry.
It was a nice thought, anyway.