A.: Mom, don't say that...you sound like Barney. He's not cool anymore.
Me: (Standing there with my mouth hanging open) Oh....ok.
I was broken hearted. Not because my son told me that I wasn't cool (let's face it, I'm not a cool parent, and I don't plan to be a cool parent...), but I was heartbroken because my boy is growing up. He's outgrowing things (people and phases) and growing up. I was watching him at his party, and I just wanted to bottle him up. Just hit the "pause button" for a few minutes and try to remember everything about him at this age. These past six years have gone by so quickly. Honestly, I am grateful for each and every moment I get to be a mom to A. He really has a good, sensitive heart, and I love that about him.
So, anyway, the "blizzard" subsided, and we had the most perfect weather to start the party with sledding on the front hill. In addition, I could stand up by the road and greet all the parents and kids when they arrived.
When they found a super letter, they each child got a cape with their initial on it.
A. was so funny. For every present, he'd say, "OH THANKS! THIS IS ALL I'VE EVER WANTED!"
Which he wore for more time that I had anticipated him wearing it.
Then, C. tried it on...
Poor kid- the crown was taller than he was!
By the end of the day, I ended up wearing it outside...(sorry, no pics of that..ha!) I never knew that balloons were good insulation from the cold. My head was perfectly warm.
Once all the balloons were done, I had 30 minutes to burn and 7 completely sugared kindergarteners on my hands. Back out to the sleds we went.
The kids all told me that they had a great time.
A. said it was "AWESOME!"
I'm so glad he enjoyed his birthday.
By the end of the party, Dave and I were pretty tired out...
But, judging from the snoring on the kitchen floor, I'd say someone else was even more tired.
Poor Molly-girl didn't even flinch when I threw a cracker at her nose. It bounced off and landed on the floor almost under her nose.
She just kept right on snoring.
When I tucked A. into bed that night, I asked him how his 6th birthday was. He replied, "It was Super, mom. Just super."
Special thanks goes to my mom for helping me out during the party and cutting the masks for me on a machine, St. John's for letting her use their machine, Tom Chester (the balloon guy), Gina Kaye (the super letter creator), Becky Bakker (the cake maker), Bob and Sandy (the folding table owners), and the cricut machine (for actually cutting fabric letters!). Thanks to you guys for helping me make Adam's birthday super.