Man, girls are loud. Last night it was proven to me all over again.
My oldest daughter Sarah will be 11 years old in two days. We decided to celebrate her birthday party on Friday night becuase the nasty crazy schedule of a family of seven on the weekens doesn’t reall allow for a party any other time than Friday, March 30, 2007. For anyone. So, thankfully that will the be the last party for us. Ever.
Ok, all kidding aside, it was actually a good party. There were our four girls and four girls invited by my daughter to spend the night. Two of those girls didn’t actually spend the night becuase of things they had going on the next morning, but they didn’t actually go home until almost mignight, so in my estimation they spent the night.
Sarah had these really cool games that she planned for the girls, like hiding little pieces of paper with challenges written on them. The challenges were then placed into a balloon that you selected, then you had to pop to get the challenge out. Once you had your challenge out, you had to perform it in front of the group. That went pretty well… especially doing three laps around the backyard carrying an egg on a spoon.
There was also a game that she calls ‘Telephone’. It may be more familiar to you as ‘Pass it on’, where kids sit in a circle and one kid whispers a message to the next kid, and so on, until the last kid has to say the message out loud. It kind shows the way that things can get lost in translation among kids, though I’d say that this could happen to any group of any people.
After the games came presents, then cupcakes. But these were no ordinary cupcakes, no no. These were brownie cupcakes. The kind that only my six year old daughter, Adriannah, could think up. In fact, she had made a brownie cake last year that was wildly acclaimed and, at Sarah’s request, se turned them into cupcakes. Mmmm, yummy.
Then it was movie time and bed time. Well, bed time for me and movie time for the girls. My wife stayed up with them because I literally could not keep my eyes open. But that was ok, because the girls kept me from getting the great night’s sleep that I’d hoped for. But hey, birthdays only come around once a year right? And since this was the past party for us ever, well, it seems only right that we let them stay up until midnight.