The past couple of weeks have been pretty hectic, to say the least. We decided rather last minute to throw Kai a party in a hall instead of in the park like originally planned.
If you have ever planned a child’s party then you will know that you need longer than three weeks to find a hall, secure entertainment and arrange party bags and food.
Well just call me super mum because I only went and bloody done it.
Thank the Lord one of the suppliers had a cancellation. Not only could they supply the hall but they also rent out soft play and a bouncy castle.
The week before the party was spent traipsing around Lakeside trying to source age appropriate items for party bags.
The party was a huge success, largely in part to my amazing friend who kept on top of the food situation. The kids all had a great time on the bouncy castle, chucking all the balls out of the pit and shovelling as much cake as possible in their gob’s.
We spent time as a family for Kai’s actual birthday visiting Sealife in London. We had a lovely day, although I find my self-feeling very contradictory about places like see life ( you need to check out my thoughts on Seaworld to find out why I feel a like uneasy about places that showcase animals by imprisoning them in tanks (Seaworld of hurt:The Blackfish story).
The day ended with birthday cake back at nanny and granddads which are fast becoming a birthday tradition for us. I can’t quite believe that my baby is no longer a baby (although he will always be my ickle baby).
Since the party, Max has become slightly obsessed with telling us 100 times a day that it’s his birthday soon. Max’s birthday isn’t until November so I think this will get old really soon.