Bronwyn's art party


Bronwyn's art partyMy baby turned seven on Saturday.

Seven is a lot like six, jut a bit taller, louder and more insistent that she gets her way.

We don’t normally celebrate birthdays with a party every year, so although Bronwyn had a big party last year, I managed to convince myself (and then Dean) that a small craft party held at home didn’t really count as a “party” because we could do the whole thing for less than a hundred dollars. Dean must be getting soft in his old age, because he barely put up an argument.

streamer and Balloon wall birthday party
One of the mothers suggested I keep the streamers up since I’m set decor-wise for Pride week!

The backdrop for the entire party was a streamer/balloon wall that I saw on Pinterest. I tried to get a head start setting up the focal wall on Thursday night, but I forgot to factor in two playful kittens. The streamers didn’t last ten minutes before the cats were tearing them to shreds, and Pete was chewing on the ends. It was going to be an early morning Saturday…

Cupcapke bar
Grandpa made me the extra large paint palette for the cupcake bar. It was my favorite part of the party – the kids too, I think.

I had planned for a three-hour party, thinking it would take the kids a long time to paint their birdhouses. Big miscalculation on my part! Within an hour and a half, birdhouses were done, pizza was devoured, sprinkles scattered all over my kitchen floor and the kids were chasing the cats around the house. And we were only halfway through the party.

April 11, 2015, Birthday Party-6
Bronwyn and Grace enjoying the cupcakes
Even Pete wanted in on the painting party action. Until the kids started showing up, that is...
Even Pete wanted in on the painting party action. Until the kids started showing up, that is…

Once the stressed-out throwing up started (cats, not kids) we shipped everyone out to the yard to burn off some sugar. Except for one small incident with a small gardening trowel and a little girl’s cheek, I was surprised at how well everyone got along: taking turns, sharing and having a good time on a Saturday afternoon. But I was definitely ready for the last kid to go home so Lee and I could have a much needed glass of wine. Or three.

Lee and I are smiling here because what you don't see is that finally, the kids are gone and the wine is poured.
Lee and I are smiling here because what you don’t see is that finally, finally, the kids are gone and the wine is poured.

Birthday parties are a lot like childbirth. Excruciating at the time, but the pain seems to dull as time goes on. You almost forget about it by the time the next birthday rolls around. I think I’ll pull this post out next year around this time, when I start thinking that spring is a great time for a birthday party…

Chef Findley

Findley channeled his inner Julia Child today for his French Project. If hockey doesn’t pan out, maybe he will consider a career as a chef on the Food Network. His French may need some practice (the TDSB only introduces French in Grade Four), but then again, so did Julia’s… Continue reading “Chef Findley”

Let’s Make Every Day Bacon Day

Get out your pork products people, because today is National Bacon Day!

There is nothing better than the smell of bacon frying on the stove. Well, maybe sitting on a beach in Florida would be better right now, but bacon would definitely come in a close second. If we weren’t smack dab in the middle of a deep freeze, bacon would definitely come in first, with Florida a close second. Unless we take it to the next level with a bacon sandwich on the beach in Florida. But now we are just getting crazy. Continue reading “Let’s Make Every Day Bacon Day”

Happy Birthday Coach!

I have the easiest husband to please.

We celebrated his birthday today, and all he wanted was a new scoopy shovel and an old-fashioned Tomato Soup Cake.

Check and check.
Happy Birthday DeanIt doesn’t hurt that he just bought his dream boat a few weeks ago. A new shirt or watch just wouldn’t measure up – so we didn’t even try. But we did let him buy himself a new fish finder… that must count for something, right??

Birthday Dean,February 08, 2015-3Happy Birthday Coach

My Epic Nutella Day Fail

So, did you know it was International Nutella day?

Neither did I.

If I had known, say yesterday, I might have been better prepared to celebrate the occasion. Nutella is a staple in our home – the only way we can convince Bronwyn to eat bread is if it is slathered in Nutella. And even then, she tries to lick the spread off and leaves the bread behind. Continue reading “My Epic Nutella Day Fail”