On Monday we celebrated Parker's 7th birthday with a great big giant Christmas party at our home. We usually celebrate after the holidays, in January. But this year he had an opinion on the whole thing and he wanted it on his birthday and with his new friends from school as well old friends. I tried to convince him otherwise, in regards to the location, and I pushed bowling or even, Lord help us, Chuck E Cheese! But no, our house it was.
Parker LOVED his party, seriously, he had an awesome time. But ... since he doesn't read this blog I think it's safe enough to vent here and say that ... it was positively hellish! So many big kids, so much noise; 2 too many footballs, 1 overflown toilet, a couple of broken toys, 2 friends sleeping over, a late night, and a wee bit of a lice scare.
So, needless to say, I'm not doing that again. When you reach the ripe old age of 7, and you have the great disadvantage of being born in the slap-bang of winter, you no longer get to have a birthday party at our house. Sorry guys!
Here are a few pics from our "Night to Remember" (pretty sure that was my senior prom theme). Oh, yours too?
The kids made Christmas ornaments (just swish water around the inside and sequins stick forever - thanks Callista!)
... and iced Christmas cookies
Yesterday we wrapped our Christmas presents.
Today is day 4 of the 7 days of Christmas. Last night's festive bowling turned into holiday Quelf, a game you need to try with the family during one of your get-togethers. It's craaaaazy!
And for day 4, we enjoyed the most precious Christmas program put on by Monty's little preschool. He had a speaking part and much to his delight, wore a microphone. So incredibly cute. You couldn't understand a word he said though. :)
I mentioned earlier that we had a lice thing happen here but it really ended up being a positive. First plus, my house is freshly vacuumed and heat blasted and washed. It oozes cleanliness. And the second, we all have wonderful shiny healthy hair that smells like tea tree oil. Just a precaution. :) In fact, I giggled as I was lathering up with my lice repellant this morning, singing "have a very, very, merry, merry Christmas" much like an American Idol contestant would. What an unbelievably dorky song. The huz says that if we ever do get lice, we'll just have the boys lay in the bath tub with their head under the water to drown the little buggers, with a straw to breath. Brilliant idea my man. You're so stinking smart.
That isn't Elliot is it?! Holy bajolie he is getting soooo tall! I always think of him when he came to private dance lessons so it's a bit of a shocker to see him.
ReplyDeleteQuelf is a craaazy game alright, we will be playing it again at our smaller family get together this weekend.