The Grandparent Party consists of 3 homemade pizzas and a theme cake that requires me to lose the use of my right arm for what seems like days. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE making my kids Birthday cakes, but the Wilton Star Tip decorator can be brutal! Here is the finished product:
The Kid Invasion is usually a week later. This year we invited 5 of my son's best buddies. These are the boys that will be at our house when they are teenagers eating us out of house and home, playing Volleyball in the backyard, and jamming in the garage. (But we'll know where they are!) So all 5 came. We had games, we had food (which they ate it all) including the cupcakes for this round:
So after they were done eating, they got really quiet. 6 boys being quiet should be questioned. Always! They decided to turn on me and dubbed me "Deceptimom". They came at me with all they had, balloons and couch pillows. After a 20 minute battle, this "Deceptimom" came out victorious! Dads were coming to pick up their sons and the first thing they see is me with one over my shoulder one on my hip and one on my ankles. The others were slamming me with pillows.
This party was one for the history books and one my son will always remember! Now I have 4 months until my daughter turns 9...I better start now!
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