This past weekend we celebrated another birthday party chez nous – and again trying to do it with some meaning. This year’s theme was ‘ol skool – by that I mean games (non-electric, wait-your-turn, nobody gets a medal). The piñata was a huge hit (boy, kids have a lot of pent of anger).
Can you believe a “pin the tail on the donkey” could not – COULD NOT – be found in any stores. Instead, the choice was “put the flower in tinkerbell’s hand” or “put the coin in Captain Jack’s hand” game (wow – the marketing of it all). In a last minute (crap-do-I-have-enough-activities?!) moment – I put out a bunch of fabric cotton circles and the bin of markers – (the kids swarmed to colour faces).
Instead of the usual cheese pizza route – we went for healthy choices with a make-your-own sandwich bar (bagels, pitas, cream cheese, cheese strings, lunch meat – non-maple-leaf-brand, carrots, cucumbers, yellow peppers). The kids laughed over ARMPIT FUDGE. And piped it onto homemade naked cupcakes.
Then, we gave loot bags with meaning.
Now. I. have. a. kid-birthday-party. hangover. (that’s when you’ve depleted all imagination and energy during a kid’s birthday party) Please be quiet. Shhhhh…..