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Planning a party for a 5 year old


Liam turns 5 on the 16  February. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that I am the mother to a 5 year old. Good heavens, I can remember being 5 years old MYSELF, like I have actual memories of being 5,  and it doesn’t feel that long ago (don’t laugh, I’m not that old). And now I am the boss of a 5 year old? Like I physically gave birth to, and cared for another human being for 5 long years – and he is still thriving? Excuse me while I pat myself on the back.

Although we have celebrated every birthday with a cake, candles and their cousins present, we’ve never really had a party where he has chosen his guests himself. This year he asked for a party and he was also very specific about who we should invite. And I think that’s the point isn’t it? It’s his party and it should be about HIM and he should be surrounded with people HE likes.

I had to curb his enthusiasm when he declared that he wanted to invite his WHOLE class. No ways, I was not prepared to have 18 five year olds running riot in my back yard. We had to come to a very difficult compromise of 6 school friends (only 2 have actually rsvp’d so I need to prepare him for that too). Oh, he battled with this… he didn’t want to offend anyone! I said to him that he should think about who his SPECIAL friends were, the ones he most liked to play with, and eventually we narrowed the list down. He chose his cousins and family friends and asked if his cousins in Australia and Port Shepstone would be able to make it. I said to him that they’d possibly make it for his 21st but probably not for his 5th birthday.

We decided on a pool party simply because it’s what he loves best, and it’s easy to execute – hey you just need a pool! I am NOT a party planning person and it will NOT make the grade for Rattle and Mum Show me the Party. No. There will be a pool, other water toys, sweets, ice cream  and cupcakes. And you may get a boerie roll for lunch. On a paper plate. I thought about planning games and activities, and that’s where that ended. At a thought. Ha. Easiest party planned in the history of party planning!

His one and only request is for a Walkie Talkie thingy for him AND Hannah (bless). Oh and Lego. Lots of Lego. I love this age where they just tell you what they want – SO much easier. We’ve discussed if this is the year he will stop sucking his thumb, but he has been very noncommittal. When he turned 4, he declared that he would stop sucking his thumb. HOORAY! And he was very good about it… until bed time when he reneged on that statement and declared that he’d stop when he turned 5. So no promises on this one, folks.

You can imagine how this birthday and party are the ONLY things we’re allowed to talk about at home. That, and our dog Rocky. I do think that Liam and Rocky will be fast friends. Rocky was even invited to the party. I said that Rocky may frighten some of the younger kids but Liam thinks his friends will get used to and love Rocky like he does (wise words from the kid who was terrified of Rocky when he arrived). I said we’d see how everyone felt on the day. He agreed saying that yes, sometimes people are afraid of dogs and he knows it isn’t a nice feeling because he was afraid before. Clever child, this.

So yes, Liam turns 5. More on how I actually feel about THAT to follow soon.

rocky
Love xxx
Yes, Rocky is in my flower bed.
Yes, Rocky is in my flower bed.

 

 

Weekend Highlights


 

Where to start… well in the words of Maria in the Sound of Music..

Let’s start at the very beginning. A very good place to start..

My hair is orange. Literally. I had my hair dyed on Friday afternoon, and although I did say I wanted a noticeable change and I maaaaay have mentioned orangey-reddy, I most certainly did not mean I wanted to look like a pumpkin head. It’s been a few days now, so I think it’s growing on me, but I still get a small fright every time I pass a mirror. My eye brows look out of place on my face and I feel the constant need to match my clothes to my hair. And let me tell you, not much goes with orange. My friends, who can be brutally and horribly honest, have told me that it looks ok and that I don’t need to cover it up, so I am going with that. My husband, only now, after four or so days, has told me that it looks “nice.” Initially, all he could say is that it looked…well… orange. I know he isn’t over the moon about it, after all, we all know what “nice” means. Nice is a word used to show ambivalence – neither here, nor there; luke warm. It doesn’t exactly scream “yes baby, you look so hot with orange hair and I can’t wait to get you alone tonight.” Ya know what I mean??

The highlight of my weekend was attending one of my best buddy’s 30th birthday party on Saturday night. It was one of the bestest parties I have attended this side of 2012. We all looked ravishing…especially the birthday girl, and yes even me with my orange hair. Kim did my make up, and she is just so good at it. I looked like a million bucks, not a wrinkle, or laugh line in sight. She works wonders with a makeup brush. Also, she is doing this make up course that requires her to do so-many faces in a year, so she is doing it for free, gratis, mahala. There’s just something about getting dolled up, isn’t there? This build up to the event, is as important as the event itself! Although I am not a girly girl, I do enjoy the occasional glam-up, and Liam and Hannah just love it when I sprawl all my jewellery and lip gloss and hair rollers all over the bed. The party was amazing – the food was good, the music was good and the company was perfect. Wait for it… we got home at 3am!!! We haven’t done that since before the kids were born! It was fantastic!!

But of course, we are not as young and free as we used to be. I felt Hannah breathing down my neck at 7am – they do the cutest thing… they won’t wake us, or make a noise, but they stand up, close and personal and breathe really hard onto my cheek so that I am forced to wake up. The hubby kindly let me sleep in while he saw to the kids and got them ready for church. After church, I spent some time in the kitchen preparing lunch and dinner for the next day and then I crashed and burned. Didn’t even see the 8pm movie. It’s Tuesday and I still feel like I haven’t recovered from my late night. Not to mention that we have just concluded quite a big project at work, and I needed to be here at 6am yesterday morning, so when I say I need it to be Thursday afternoon so that the long weekend can begin – I am not joking.

And about the long weekend… we are off to Durban, my hometown! CAN.NOT.WAIT. Liam’s countdown started on Sunday, so everything revolves around Durban at the moment.. how many more sleeps mommy, how many more bath times, how many more days at school, when are we going to pack my bag, can we take my bike and Barney and all my books. Oh my hat.

Hoping that this week flies by and that Thursday comes already! Hope you lovelies have a good short week too. xxx