Little Miss has now reached the age where she is starting to want a birthday party. She has her own friends, she gets invited to the odd party and the idea of being the centre of attention for the whole day appeals to her. I’m still on the fence. I’m not the social butterfly she is and I have that horrible ache in my stomach that no one would come like you read in those sad stories that pop up on Facebook. Of course it’s completely natural for her to no longer be content with a trip to Mcdonalds and a birthday cake in my parents kitchen, I don’t blame…