P9's bestie is going to be away on her birthday, so she started nagging me about an early birthday party back in August. For a girl who doesn't even like parties, it was an odd request, but one that didn't go away.
For a mum who is scared of holding parties, it was a big request. But we survived. P9 did most of the organization, and her games were a hit. Good job (not so) small girl.
Obstacle course with tangrams. (Dressing up game hadn't begun yet, but you maybe couldn't pick that.)
Ah jaffas, you suit my theme perfectly.
The nom nom nom part.
Remnants of face painting, and cake time.
Cakes are not my thing. This one collapsed last night, but nothing that a ribbon couldn't fix.
Double figures. Soon.
The five girls went wild with paint and did a couple of layers of underpainting for a huge Flora Bowley-style canvas we are trying to create.
Eight hour party. Survived. Go me.