Lottie turns 7 tomorrow. I can hardly believe it! Tonight we celebrated with a disco party at a local play centre. The kids had a ball. As much as I love organising kids parties, I have to say outsourcing the mayhem has its benefits. I felt rather relaxed all week and had none of the pre-party frazzle that I normally get. A few parents hung around and we even had nibbles and a few drinks. It was way more civilised than I had expected it to be. Of course that was because I didn't have to clean up the vomit of the poor guest who threw up in the foyer before they even joined the party ( that alone was worth the cost of the party), or deal with the crazy kid who ate too much sugar before going into a frenzy in the ball pit. I did have to wrestle an over tired baby but the the glass of champagne in the other hand made it all seem not too bad.
All I had to do was organise a cake and party favours. A giant peach frosted number 7 did the trick for the cake and for party favours Mr Big helped me make up some compilation CDs for the kids to take home. Of course I had to send them off with a little box of sugar as well. It isn't a real party without lollies to eat in the car after you say goodbye.