August 15, 2009

The Ultimate Birthday Party

Tomorrow we are throwing a birthday party for the dark haired beauty. That five year-old is going to get a chance to have an old time birthday party. Yes ladies and gents, our house is going to be over run with children.

Ten thousand screaming tykes are busy dreaming now of the many different ways that they are going to terrorize us. By this time tomorrow my home will look like it was hit by a class 5 tornado and I'll feel like I have gone 237 rounds with the best MMA fighters around. Great googly moogly, what have we done.

In days of yore these parties were regularly held at a home. That changed at some point in time, not sure exactly when, but it did. Someone figured out that it wasn't always cheaper to hold these affairs at home and then marketed the idea to parents. It does hold a certain allure, holding a shindig elsewhere. Someone else has to do the cleaning before and after.

But this year we decided against it. No Chuck E. Cheese or Under The Sea or any of the million other places. No tea parties or dress up parties, just a good old fashioned chance to bash a pinata and play pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey. Although I should confess that given the chance I might have pushed to have this at Farrells.

Except I just don't feel like driving out to Egypt and I am guessing neither do most of the friends. But I have got to tell you, those parties were great. I have a million great memories from them.

Anyhoo, in spite of the chaos that is coming I am excited about the party and most importantly so is she. Five years old and she is already stressing out over what party dress to wear and what shoes. She tore into her closet and made me watch as she ran through a bunch of her favorites.

Of course I reminded her that I think she is smart and beautiful and that a dress doesn't change anything. And as expected she was so excited she had trouble sleeping so I had to climb into bed and tell her about 1,363,988 stories. Apparently I must have fallen asleep because at some point I realized that she was shaking me and complaining that I was snoring.

I suppose that if I had any sense I'd take me and my snoring and move to the bedroom now. It probably wouldn't hurt to catch a few extra winks. It is a nice thought, let's see if I follow through on it.

5 comments:

Ben-Yehudah said...

Let the narcissism begin!

Mrs. S. said...

Happy birthday to your daughter!
And may I suggest that you consider supplying the grownups at the party with earplugs?
:-)

SuperRaizy said...

I've always thought that the parties that are held at home are the ones that the kids really remember years later.
Happy Birthday to your little girl and lots of luck to you and Mrs. Jack!
(here's some unsolicited advice: to keep party guests from going upstairs, tie a ribbon or some balloons tightly across the bottom step. It acts as a decorative "keep out" sign.)

GutsyWriter said...

Good to hear that you're turning back to the good old fashioned days. I think kids need to play those games like a "treasure-hunt" in the garden, "pin the donkey's tail," etc. Sounds like you've invited 50 kids.

Jack said...

BY,

Now, now.

Mrs. S.,

Ear plugs and Xanax given out by the handful. ;)

Raizy,

Thank you. I like the ribbon idea better than the bear trap I had intended to use. ;)

GW,

50 kids? Oy, you are trying to kill me. Nope, not nearly that many, although I suspect it will feel like it. Should be a lot of fun.