Ok. So after Trey and I figured out that we were not destined to be the couple with one child who could lavish them year after year with extravagant birthday parties, we decided to limit our children to a "friend" party every other year. After our third was born, we decided we actually didn't even need any parties at all until they were at least five and could correctly articulate the words, "You are the best mommy and daddy ever and I would be lost without you." It also gave us enough time to set expectations remarkably low since neither Trey or I are very creative.
Ok, wait. I aplogize. Scratch that. Trey is very creative and I am not. Sometimes I just like lumping him into my weaknesses to make me feel better. I think it's the whole 'one flesh' thing. Or, maybe, I'm trying to get him to do a kind of quid pro quo thing and lump me in with him as a genius.
It could totally happen.
Anyway, when we made this little birthday party rule, we failed to stagger it properly and the oldest two had already had parties so, long story short, every two years, we have three birthday parties to throw during the months of January, February, and March.
Last Saturday, we started down what tends to be the long and winding road of birthday party mayhem.
Olivia had herself a little soiree with the second grade. The entire grade.
Just remembering it reminds me of that old Patsy Cline song, 'Crazy'.
Because it's the middle of winter, we decided to have a "Can't wait till Spring" theme and decorate birdhouses, play games, and eat pizza and birthday cake. It was just like the old fashioned parties I used to have before Pump It Up, Laser Tagopolis, and Great Wolf Lodge.
Here's a picture of Sadie and Kim who was a big help with the younger kids. I'm not sure why she's covering up her beautiful face. Maybe she's wanted in seven states. Hmmmm.
We had a great time and Olivia was running around so happily, I only got one picture of her. She was helping her daddy run the games.
Curiously enough, I did manage to get several shots of my cupcakes.
Oh, look at that! Even more.
I was a little proud.
That could be the understatement of the year.
I'm really not creative and was pretty shocked I pulled these off.
So shocked that I cried like a baby when one of Olivia's friends dropped hers on the floor.
That was a joke. I promise.
With Olivia's party behind us, we're moving right on to Graham's. It should be interesting since he wants to go to Disney World with the whole first grade and then some.
We told him that would be cost prohibitive. He told us that sounded like a bad word.
I knew I liked that kid.