Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Old Hickory

Yesterday was Zander's last day of 1st grade. It seems fitting to post this photo of him prepared for his presentation on Andrew Jackson many months ago. The poster and head-costume-thingy did not make it home successfully and I feared (gasp!) that we would never be able to see it in action. Luckily, his teacher had taken a picture. He didn't actually wear the poster, just the giant $20 bill.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Ye Olde 7th Birthday Party

I spend a lot of time explaining how I "lower the bar" these days in terms of what I find acceptable. My house is a lot less neat than I'd like it to be and I'm a lot less organized that I used to be. Half the time, I have so many details swimming in my head that I forget why I came in the room in the first place. Wait, what was I going to blog about?

Well, for the record, Zander's 7th birthday party is *not* an example of lowering the bar. Every year I say, "never again" yet every year I/we end up stressing way too much over the details of his birthday. We keep trying to steer him to having a party somewhere other than our home -- say, for example, a nice bounce house place where they do all the party planning for you. Heck, they often provide the invitations and the goody bags. No luck though. (For the record item #1: he was debating between the following themes for the party: aliens, karate, and colonial.) We ended up with a colonial theme, although a hybrid of all three would have interesting.

Activities included bobbing for apples, sack races, three-legged races, foursquare, make-your-own-spice-sachet, painting a clubhouse, and more. A friend of the family (affiliated with Cassandra's school) came dressed in full colonial garb and brought her goat (see photo above).

Oh, we also had a colonial moon bounce. Okay, so it wasn't colonial. (For the record #2: I was *strongly* against the moon bounce as I thought we didn't need it and it would ruin the colonial ambiance. But in hindsight, it allowed the children to burn off lots of excess energy from the rock candy.)

A huge thanks to the many people who helped make the party a success: Brad (my full partner in planning and execution), Grandma Paula and Pap-Pap, the Mitchells, Savannah, Rebecca, Betsy of Vranko Village, Lisa Bloch, Levi Wallach, the Karkowski family, and Grandma Susan. (For the record #3: Many of the people on this list are there because they patiently listened to me bitch and moan and stress, or maybe they put the phone down while I talked. Doesn't matter. It helped. Thanks.)