Jun
7
2009
Party Ponderings
Today we made a 4 hour round trip for a 2 hour children’s party. THAT’S how much we love to party Chez Spud! There were bubbles, cakes, balloons, cake, party games, cake, candles, cake, biscuits, cake, sausages and cake. It was preschooler heaven.
The boys sugar rushed all the way home and both had to take their balloons to bed with them. Caused all kinds of chaos as Bertie had to actually have his balloon IN bed with him, under the duvet to stop it floating up the the ceiling. And Diggy had to lie in bed with his, holding it. Except of course he let go every 5 seconds and then howled because it drifted up to the ceiling beyond his reach. Arggggh!! I tried attaching it to a startled looking stuffed rabbit, but he just threw the rabbit out of his cot and wailed about that too.
This post is really a note to myself when planning Bertie’s 4th birthday party in a few months.
1. Make own cake. Last minute, panicky dash to M&S is no longer acceptable as everyone else is now lovingly making cakes for their offspring.
2. Make cake early given huge likelihood of baking disaster necessitating last minute, panicky dash to M&S.
3. Copy Take inspiration from clever party tea logistics idea: only savoury treats on the table first, sweet stuff comes out once the rabble have eaten something vaguely nutritious. This is to wow and impress other parents with my thoughtful attention to detail, but is mainly to back end the sugar rush so that the rabble leave totally pumped up…you know, right around bedtime. Mwah ha ha.
4. Start making some local friends so that we actually have some people to wow and impress.
5. Borrow Venetia’s hully hooping gadget to make own hula hoops like she did so cleverly. Possibly, she was pulling my leg. I bet Nigella hullies her own hoops.





Hello dear – may I call you that? I feel I can after spending faaaar too much time on your blog this morning and loving every minute. Gorgeous photos! Great words! A crush on Michael Palin! Cake! What more could I ask for for a morning’s entertainment!
, I’ve just looked over mine and it’s alarmingly trashed again… and I don’t even have a lovely black piggy-wiggy to adorn it with.
Glad I inspired you to tidy your desk
Nice to meet you!
Hey, what happened to secret number 5? Here I am at the beginning of your blog trying to discover your inner liar. And, no secret number 5!