Birthday Bash

The kids had loads of fun. It was a very long weekend, but it was fantabulous. Levi had a lot of fun and remains high on sugar and happiness. He is very cute with it all and loved the attention. We played a game that was translated from a drinking game, but he can tell that to his shrink down the track. You had to roll the dice and if you got two numbers that added to five, or one of the dice showed the number five; then you got to run to the table, put on a hat, a vest and gloves and eat lollies with a fork. Now because that number of fives was not sure enough, we had two sets of dice running at the same time. Now the kids were all on a sugar high.

We split the kids up into teams and they had five tasks to do , five things to find out and five things to collect. It was great! They all had a team leader and the kids all worked together really well. One of the tasks was to paint a plaster train. There was also putting their hand prints on the canvas that I will put up in Levi's room (after I've fixed it a bit). One of the other tasks was to get a photo of the team on the cubby. It means that I got a good photo of all the kids.

Nino had organized a jumping castle, but it didn't show. After she called around to find it, they had lost the order. They managed to bring one out at about 5ish and we got to have it for a few hours free. It was perfect because the kids had loads of fun and then just as they were winding down, they had the castle appear and it all started again.

Today was very quiet, other than the swimming training and soccer. Part way through soccer, Levi just lay down on the ground and put his head on the ball. The coaches tried a couple of times to get him going but then just let him lie there until he picked himself up and joined again. The rest of the team were as bad. Most of them had also been at the party. I could just start to see a decade in the future, and the aftermath will be very alike, with perhaps a little more nausea.

He is sleeping again tonight, hard. Last night he got up about 9.30pm and was crying because;

"I don't know if it's morning or night and my body can't work it out"

Sounded like 'way too tired' to me. I just snuggled him up and told him it was night. Ah to be five and everything solved that easily.