[Not really] the best way to host a kids’ birthday party in wet weather
I asked Mr Soon-to-be four what sort of cake he would like for his birthday and he said, ‘A gardening cake.’
I suggested a train cake might be nice and ahem, easier.
‘No, a gardening cake, please.’
‘What’s a Gardening Cake?
‘A cake with a garden.’
The fountain-of-all-such-knowledge, Pinterest, took me to some lovely places: a fabulous farm party post (and a blog I wish I’d known about earlier), The Design Files and a certain Drive-in party from last year. I had a lovely time pinning all these garden activities, imagining how I would frolick in the grass, smiling children in tow. The Pied Piperette. It wouldn’t rain. It never rains in Sydney…
So I got a little carried away, it’s never happened before… and I didn’t get around to making the little party gift bags for the kidlets to take home. Yup, I’m that parent, depriving children of their party loot. On the plus side, we now have lots of cute little lady beetle chocolates that someone needs to eat.
We managed to do a couple of the activities. Seed planting went well, because my lovely mother-in-law (an ex-school teacher and avid gardener) took care of it. The idea came from this tutorial. Thank goodness for old school can openers that don’t leave a nasty edge on the tin, otherwise there would’ve been carnage.Luckily, a magician (a.k.a. a lovely cousin) came and performed magic tricks. With some assistance from a wonderful Mimi clown (Grandma). The Flower Pot Dig In was hilarious. Here, the children are forming an orderly queue under my strict command, because I think it’s really, really important to follow all the rules, very carefully.And delicately remove the prizes, one at a time.Not, I repeat, not make snow fairies with the biodegradable packing foam on our living room floor… Did you know it’s made out of rice starch? And yes, it gets quite, ahem, sticky when combined with water, such that you might find on a rainy day. Some very kind helpers swept it up for me before it all went horribly wrong.Quick, let’s have a baby shot before he gets in on the act too.All this demolition must have been quite demanding work because all the food disappeared, even the healthy stuff. Although, it’s a marvel how fast fairy bread can evaporate. It went so fast, it didn’t even make it into any of the pictures. Nor did the yum cha dumplings, Mr Soon-to-be four’s favourite food.Gordon was Dumpling Master with help from my brothers and various other menfolk,You’ll have to imagine what the dumplings looked like, but here’s a pic of his delicious meat pies. He wasn’t happy with them, but that’s because he’s a perfectionist.Then there was the gardening cake.The first time I’ve ever had to rescue a lady beetle from a cake I’ve made.Here’s proof that I survived (and my gorgeous mum, too).Don’t tell anyone, but I think I had more fun, because it didn’t really go to plan. I do love a bit of chaos. Does that make me a closet anarchist? Or maybe, I’m just the little girl who never grew up.
So, now I need your advice for next time. How do you make sure you know who gave what present? Right now, we’re playing a special version of Guess Who – guess who gave this present!
Linking up with the oh, so, gorgeous With Some Grace for Flog your blog Friday.