The result was a reception at the school gates on Monday morning so frosty that it could have frozen lemonade.
She quickly learned her lesson: the following year, she greeted everyone with helium balloons and lavish party bags from Selfridges.
My problems went far beyond simply sorting out affordable party bags.
I'm not sure what the children made of it, but it certainly kept all the fathers spellbound for the entire two-hour performance.
Year after year, I've attempted to throw the biggest and the best, determined to buy my children fond memories and popularity in one go. There was the year I hired the Groovy Chick dance troupe, with their Barbie style breasts, blonde hair and cropped tops.