Brie and Goose Liver
Apparently, there is a new show on TLC these days – Outrageous Kid Parties. The latest episode had a 6 year old girl’s birthday party in which she arrived with her friends, dressed as princesses and riding in a very Disney Cinderella type carriage drawn by horses. According to the show, the cake alone was worth $2100.00.
When Franklin was small, his birthdays were a big deal. He’s the first born. This happens, right? I think when he turned 3, I invited his entire daycare (and of course both sets of parents as a 3 year party doesn’t do the drop off thing), people from my work and everyone in the neighbourhood. It was mayhem in our tiny townhouse. Lovely mayhem but we were seriously lucky that no one broke a tooth or got their head stuck in a chair.
Subsequent parties were then held in places outside the home such as the Heritage Museum and The Bug Zoo. As he got older though, the parties got smaller and we moved to a place with a back door and green space that was easier to access than a patio. We began the lost art of home birthday parties. Many of his friends were having them at Laser Tag and a gymnastics centre but I held fast to the scavenger hunt and open a wrapped package with oven mitts and wooden spoons idea. It’s not that I didn’t like the destination birthdays, it was just that there is a finite number of places to go in the city and since Franklin wasn’t set on anything in particular (and he’s a homebody at heart) we’ve had the last three birthday’s at home.
The last birthday though? The best and the least amount of work. Isn’t this always the way? A sleepover with just a few friends, a borrowed wii and a rented Bionicle movie. The cake was nothing worth noting except that it was chocolate and it was tasty. The goodie bags were just a Bionicle each – chosen by Franklin according to each friend’s personality. They all came over after Aikido and they all left after a few waffles in the morning. No horse drawn carriage, no caterer, no two thousand dollar cake.
I remember the parties we had when I was a kid and they were pretty low key as well. Of course, I was born in the beginning of August so it was a simple matter to hold an outdoor party – sprinklers, wading pool, tag, opening presents on the patio… it was all pretty easy going from what I remember, anyway.
Eliza’s birthday is in a few weeks and I am hoping this will be the first year none of us have the flu – never mind inviting the entire population of Victoria. I asked Eliza who she would like to invite since she has now been to a few birthday parties and knows the drill.
The verdict? 5 adults and one child (not including her brother).
So, it’s now just a matter of enough fine cheese and pate, then!
That’s my girl.