I've learned a few things over the years about kids and birthday parties. Don't even mention the party until the day it's here and make the party as early as possible in the day. Being asked 100 times if it's party time is like nails on a chalkboard.
I gave Ben the option of where he wanted his party, the YMCA gymnastics, bowling, Peter Piper Pizza, the park. He wanted the park. Easy and free. A boy after my own heart. But, I had some what if's. What if we get there and there is a soccer tournament going on? What if we get there and the one ramada with a table is taken? What if the weather is bad? As luck would have it, we were the only ones there and it was a gorgeous sunny day.
It was party time! My boy is almost 5!
Noah knew exactly what to do at the playground. Well, except for when he fell off the stairs backwards, but it was only a 2 foot drop into some wood chips. Oops. No permanent damage done.
Emily got right to work climbing around and looking beautiful.
These are Ben's two best buds from preschool. Bwabwee (Bradley), as Ben calls him, on the left and Caleb on the right.
I told them to spin webs. Bradley obviously does not spend 80% of his day watching Spiderman like Ben and Caleb do.
Ben gave him a lesson on the proper web spinning position.
We ate some pizza.
The hamster ball was a hit.
Noah soaked up some extra attention.
See the kid in the brown shirt? Well, it turns out we weren't the only ones at the park. He lives 3 houses away from the park and was there hanging out by himself. He's 7. He played in our hamster ball, drank 2 capri-suns, and had a cupcake. I felt a little bad for him. We think he was also the same kid who ended up using our sleds and sledding with us two months ago. Again, at the park alone. Poor kid.
Anyway, Ben opened up gifts.
He got exactly what he wanted...chocolate spiderman cupcakes.
And he made a wish.
I don't know what he wished for, but I imagine it had something to do with getting superhero powers.