The party is over.
One more to go, but six days to recover.
Boo had a wonderful time. The kids were well behaved. A couple I wanted to strangle. A couple I want to adopt. 10 kids didn’t show, 6 had tummy bugs and their parents called to apologise -WOW - one mum went as far as popping over before the party to say J wasn’t coming but here is Boo’s present anyway……. How cool is that!
27 kids. 5 surly teenagers until the 6 month old baby came, then marshmallows in Emo garb. 4 adults. 3 conversations with the ‘ferals’ – one of them is growing a freaking BEARD! So I asked her how she liked my t-shirt. Bwaaaa haaa haaa!
Everyone but T had a good time. T is a tiny little dynamo, blindingly street smart with amazing blue eyes. She drives me nuts sometimes she is so freaking adult, but I love the kid. She was having a good time until I had to tell her off. She was on the trampoline with a boy and beating the living shit out of him.
It was a fun wrestling game that quickly got out of hand after she had eaten her body weight in unicorn turds (aka mini meringues). She was physically picking him up and body slamming him down. The boy (also T) was trying to save face cause T is half his size. But enough was enough. I ended up having to scream at T to get off him.
He’s all like ‘It didn’t hurt’, ‘I’m OK’, ‘I let her do it’ (so brave for a 7 year old) limping into the house trying to hide his tears. I sat T down and told her that she really shouldn’t do that cause she could get hurt one day when someone fights back.
‘Don’t worry Kelley, I can take care of myself’
Damn right she can. She scares me!
So T spent the rest of the party sulking. Refusing cake, icypoles and further turns on the trampoline. She sat out the potions class and pretended to be unimpressed with the teens ‘exploding’ experiments. Oh, it was so wife-pissed-off-at-husband-get-back-by-punishing-myself, I was stunned. And amused.
Boo got some amazingly thoughtful gifts, adorable cards (lots of ‘you are a good friend’, ‘I love you’, ‘we are best friends’ handwritten cards *sob*) and some what-the-fuck presents.
The 2 blocks of DAIRY MILK chocolate from the woman I was lamenting having to do everything dairy free to and she gave me a fucking RECIPE. WTF?
This make your own animation thingy that plugs into the TV…. oooh it is so cool! AMAZING!
A dirty ball. You could have fucking washed it first before re-gifting dickhead. WTF
The mum that called from out the front to ask what to buy Boo….. I told her $5 in a card is perfect. She walked in the door 1 minute later, $10 in a generic card……. LMAO
Tons of artist supplies. Pens, paper, paints, sketch pads, textas, crayons, artist canvas, coloured pencils, charcoal….. Boo will be set for at least a month 
BRILLIANT
The weather was perfect. A little warm but the rain held off. Thank you everyone for doing those little anti rain dances for me.
After everyone had gone and Boo had enough time to decompress, he came to me.
‘You know what Mummy?’
‘What my Boo?’
‘It was a great party’
‘Yes it was precious. Did you have a good time’
‘I did. Fun was had by all’
Yes, indeed. Everything was so worth it just to have that conversation with my Boo.
You rock Boo. Now it is 10.30pm, get the fuck to sleep.
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I will update the party blog with more details and photos over the next couple of days. Right now I have a hot date with a huge glass of red and a footspa.
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Oh I’m so glad everything went off so well. Boo sounds like he had an absolute ball!
And just for tonight, I’m joining you in a drink. Cheers!
Last year I had 2 birthday parties in 3 days. Jordan turned 13, and Connor turned 10. I had less people come than you seem to have had…. ours was about 10 kids each, not counting the 3 brotthers. It was the same food and plan for both… table tennis and air hockey in the garage, then I gave them all a drama lesson for an hour or so, eat junky food and go out and play till you’re picked up. An old fashioned party.
The kids had a ball because it was different to the parties they normally go to.
You’re right though. Even when you’re stuffed at the end of the day, the hugs and Thanks Mum, I love you”s I got at the end made all the effort worthwhile. Glad your extravaganza went off without a hitch.
OMG, I’ve just taken a look at all the photos of your party favors and goodies…and my jaw is on the floor. You are all so talented and creative!! Really, I’m utterly, utterly floored. Amazing party!
‘It was a great party’
‘Yes it was precious. Did you have a good time’
‘I did. Fun was had by all’
And that’s what it’s all about.
Yay, the rain held off, that is great.
Seems like it went very well, I’m glad that everyone had fun.
so glad the rain held off. So glad that fun was had by all. well done babe!
So glad it all went well. You deserve it after the kick-arse effort you went to.
Happy Birthday, Boo!
Who’s buyin’ the first round?
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