It was olivia's birthday party today. The sun shone, and shone, and shone, and all was well. My feeet, though, oh, they hurt, I've been on them since early thismorning, and I am Tired. I even went out for a swim this morning (ok, I wasn't on my feet then, but there was other excercise involved) to balance out the future cake, and then I came home and cleaned and cooked and decorated and hostessed etc. and a lovely party was had.
I always buy too much food. Even in the midst of the party, I worry that I haven't got enough, and sent my brother in law on a mission to buy fruit and extra hula hoops - none of which got eaten, of course.
The highlight of the day though, in between host-parents being beaten with gold balloons, and mini cupcakes being devoured, was the Potion Class.
We had drinking cups, clear, and baking soda, and glitter, and stars and happy birthdays, and pearlescent purple bath foam, and hundreds and thousands and food colouring and gummy worms to chop like in the book. They mixed them all up with straws, and I poured in vinegar and they foamed up wonderfully and colourfully, it was great!
Then we poured them all in to a big cauldron and made a wonderful mess, that they all stirred up.
excuse my laziness, just tilt your heads, please...
the glittery blue ones were great - and they all foamed up over the cups at first, it was v effective
To continue with our simple Harry potter theme, we had a gold table cloth, and gold plates and balloons, and plastic goblets. And the cake, Olivia specified, would have a broomstick on it, and a scar at each corner. She alarmed my friend by telling her she wanted a Scar Cake :)
those are owls in side view. I'm not so proud of them head on either, but it was late. Shrug*
It was a good broomstick, but it was a little long for the cake. Oops!
What else? Olivia has really nice friends. I'm grateful for them, and their kind and fun and generous and sweet mums. And dads.
5 comments:
ha...such a lovely party...done by such a good mum..:-) i m sure olivia will rember that for a long time:-)
That's sweet, Danielle, thank you.
I hope so. Sigh.
She's wide awake and refusing sleep at 10 pm, and poor Bodhi's just vomited everywhere. Rite of passage, right?
And just think- in oh, thirty years or so you will still be throwing birthday parties for this girl. If your life ends up like mine.
I'm tired!
I know you are too.
Ha, Mary, your blog post made it sound a little bit like you were still tried from the labour, thirty years later.
Wonderful! I love children's birthday parties. Especially when they're so small, it's such an uncomplicatedly happy time.
Gorgeous cake!
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