Oh, hi! How are you doing? It’s been a while. Have you lost weight?
I’ve spent the past several days attached to my computer and Final Cut, putting a DVD project together for a client. I haven’t responded to email, I haven’t read ANY of your insightful, hilarious, and heartfelt blog posts, nor have I done a very good job of parenting my children. But I’m back! And I have all kinds of news. Let’s see…
What it actually got me was a first-thing Monday morning call from a super nice lady named Andrea. She works for Oriental Trading and saw my media campaign against them and their paper-stuffed piñatas. She was kind enough to say nice things about my blog and to explain that most piñatas that come from Oriental Trading are not, in fact, stuffed with paper. She also took the charge for the piñata off of my credit card and told me that Oriental Trading very much cares about what its customers think and if people like their products.
And after their super fast response and my FREE! piñata, I believe them. Andrea told me that although she had seen my blog post, my email to customer service would have gotten attention too. Then she mentioned Big Brother and how they’re not really stalking me.
But then I got nervous and looked outside and there was a big, bright blue car parked behind a bush on my street, and I can’t be sure that it was the Oriental Trading Customer Service Team, but there were tufts of paper sticking out of the windows, so I’m pretty sure it was.
So I’ve started carrying a bat around with me.
Jack’s party was a smashing success.
I saw more of a Rodney King thing.
Get it? Smashing? Like with the piñata? Ha, ha, ha, ha! I know. This is exactly the kind of thing you miss when I don’t write for a few days.
We were all about Frog and Toad at this party. Sam created all the decorations.
Oh, we had a balloon too. That’s right: one balloon.
Don’t judge me.
But we did have these too:
I had a whole bunch of activities planned. Of course what I didn’t have planned was when Jack’s friend found a KidzBop CD (the horror!) that McDonald’s snuck into or food bag the other day and she insisted that we play it. So…DANCE PARTY!
After I was able to restore order, we played a rousing game of Toad, Toad, Frog. (I wanted to play Frog, Frog, Toad, but Jack insisted on changing things up.) And then we used my awesome homemade lily pads to play Musical Lily Pads.
Then there was some more chaos and then we got out my craft activity that sounded like a way better idea when I thought it wasn’t going to be cold and rainy on party day. I’ll give you a hint: it involved kindergarteners and dirt. Which might have been better outside instead of on my dining room table, but whatever.
Jack really likes yellow dandelions and calls them Mary-golds, or Mary. So Quinn and I found marigolds that looked as much like dandelions as possible and we had the kids plant them in little pots they could decorate.
We get lots of notes from the school about “inappropriate use of glue” and such.
Also, notice that horrible megaphone in the background.
What’s a party without cake? And, yes, I know there’s not a frog or a toad on there, but you try finding a Frog and Toad cake in the cake decor book at Giant. Because that’s the only place I get cake.
It withstood a lot of beating too. After Alex went all crazy on it and the munchkins picked up every single item that had been inside, one kid made us tie it back up by its neck and then he beat it until the body dropped off.
We’re all about the gentle here.
Jack was ecstatic. So I consider the party a huge success.
But what’s a birthday without an accompanying well-child doctor visit? Maybe the best part of the doctor’s appointment was when Jack got out of the car and barfed all over the parking lot. So much for well child. (Although I think he was just car sick.)
The second best part was when Quinn was in the middle of his four (!) immunizations and he sobbed out, “What’s taking so long?!” Poor guy.
I think we win for most epic appointment though. We were there for more than two hours. (Which is almost longer than this post. Almost.) Most of it wasn’t waiting time either. We got a lot of personalized attention. And we got the comfy chair room again.
You better believe they got a hefty ice cream reward after all that though.
Don’t you kind of wish that I’d been writing all week instead of saving it all up for today? I’m done. I promise.