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You say it's your birthday...

I have spent the majority of the day planning birthday parties for our children. Why did we think it was a good idea to have the children born two weeks apart? We should have had one in the spring and the other in the fall. Oh, well what are you going to do? Can't control the weather or birthdays.

JG has decided he wants to go to Pump It Up for his party. It is basically 14 children bouncing and running amok for two hours, while on a sugar high. Sounds like fun right? I am sure they are going to have a blast.

He wants a Pokemon theme. I didn't realize it would be a challenge (everything is sold out) to find Pokemon cups, plates etc. Finally found what I was looking for on eBay Express it worked really slick and was 1/2 the cost of the other online stores.

We will see what I get when the package arrives. I always hold my breath when I order from eBay. Call me cynical, but you just never know what you are going to get. DLS bought an "authentic Coach" wallet once and ended up with this plastic piece of junk that wouldn't even close because it was glued together wrong.

AE's party is proving to be more of a challenge. She wants to have a sleepover with nine girls, a spa sleepover to be exact. She has grand plans for pedicures, manicures, banana facials - the whole nine yards. I am not exactly jumping at the opportunity of giving twenty little feet pedicures and wrapping all of their hair with curling rags.

So, I have spent the day racking my brain trying to come up with an alternative and I think I have found something. I hired a local woman to come in and do caricatures of each of the girls doing their favorite activity. AE thought that sounded great and we haven't said a word about banana facials since. Whew...

Comments

Karen said…
omg, you are so brave to have a party at home. Pump it up is right up my alley, sister. At least the collective sugar high can bounce itself out--somewhere other than in your living room.

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