Another weekend, another children’s party. They certainly have a better social life than Husband and I. Daughter loves them, Son takes a while to get going, and I relish the chance to catch up with my friends.
Yesterday’s was no exception – Daughter, although a bit worried about how many of her friends would be there, still disappeared after a few moments, whilst Son went shy and stuck to me. The entertainment, a magician, was great, and had all the children giggling away at his tricks. Son, who does not cope well arriving at parties after everyone else, found it too noisy (although it takes one to know one). After 30 mins I detach myself from him and after another 3o mins, I was allowed out of sight. Even after a slow start they had a lovely time, and the parents of the birthday girl certainly know how to through a party. They are always calm, fun and usually in excess of 20 children. Brilliant. The children came home, with a pink bag for Daughter and a foam sword for Son – both incredibly happy and totally shattered.
With birthdays in November and January, I have some time to plan…. (and attempt to put off).