Jan 12, 2016
Still in disbelief that my baby is six!! Like, six! Six just seems so much older than five. Not just a year older, like an Olympic size hurdle race into the future! The other night after his shower I laid out his pjs on his bed, Ace took one look at the tag and said "I can't wear these, they say 5T!!!!" Oh sorry, let me just throw away all your perfectly good clothing because they have a 5 on the tag, and you are very well above that now! But before we get too far ahead with my teenager, lets recap his birthday shenanigans.
His birthday was kind of all over the place. There was some celebrating at home, some one on one time with dad, a movie with friends, and a small party at the trampoline park. The at home stuff is always my favorite because I happen to really like being with just my little crew. Parenting has done that to me. But, I slaved day and night painting these Star Wars decorations, and transforming my kitchen into a jedi tailgate if you will. Lies.... I ran to Target and got one of their party "room transformation" kits, and it was a hit! The kids could really care less if there are any decorations, so long as there are some wrapped boxes in their eye sight. Ace did request that the Star Wars room transformation be moved up to his room though, and I said yes. Makin dreams come true one store bought home decor kit at a time!
I mean, truthfully I wish I had the patience for the all out pinterest birthdays. We have been to a couple last year and I walk in like, HOW MANY HOURS DID YOU SPEND MAKING THAT BANNER? And oh my goodness these place cards! On and on. I stand in amazement as I watch child after child wipe their hands on that burlap wonder covering the table. Things get spilled, a child trips over his own two feet and rips the backdrop to the cute photo booth. And then I see a mom running around being the best hostess, while simultaneously probably wishing someone would spike her drink.
So I went the lazy route. Called the designated venue that Ace requested, reserved a table, ordered some pizza, picked up a cake!
Okay, I am totally not complaining here, it is just an annoying thing that comes when you have kids in school. Unless you want to invite the whole damn kindergarten class (which Ace did not) you have to pull a covert invite maneuver. Since we were only inviting a couple kids from his class, a few from the neighborhood and karate, it was super low key. Until the kinder-mommies are like, "oooooh it's Ace's birthday this weekend? Are you having a party?" blah blah blah. I'm like, oh was that my phone ringing? Sorry I have to take this. Run away. In my head I'm like, yep party, my kid doesn't like your kid so no fiesta for you. Is that mean? Sorry.
The kids had a blast though!! My spawn happened to be begging to go home well before the two hour jump sesh had ended. For my Anchorage mamas, Get Air is super affordable for a party. Although I will say it is plain jane when it comes to the birthday setup. But really, are you going for the tablescape? Negative. And for the parents there are massage chairs set up, so while the kids inhale their pizza you can take five.
Maybe one day my party talents will evolve.
At the end, Ace said it was the best birthday weekend ever. So six is off to a good start!