Ever since Little Man has been in his latest nursery room we have been inundated with party invitations. Most weekends in the last few weeks we have been to a birthday party. As a first time Mum I had never fully appreciated the amount of parties there are available to us as parents. When I was a kid, it was a party in my living room. If I was lucky, I would get one at McDonalds but that was that. Few games of musical statues and pass the parcels. A plate full of pink wafers, party rings and cheese & pineapple. That was the party option.
Well ladies & gents if you have not yet entered the world of children’s parties prepare to be amazed!
There is of course the soft play parties. The craziness of soft play but crazier. The kids run around soft play like loons hoping to beat their little friends to the top and in our three year olds cases trying not to be stamped on by the older kids! They eat good old pub food, sing happy birthday and then go home kicking and screaming because their tired little selves had not had enough of ball pools, slides and general bouncy things. Parents leave with ringing in their ears and feeling like they have run a race in the Olympics.
Next was a new one on me; the party bus. My vehicle loving son was of course over the moon about entering the big yellow bus and lo and behold there was bloody soft play on there too. The kids can slide from the top deck to the bottom deck, eat their party food on the bus and even have a little disco up there. No room for parents makes it a little nervy for us but gives us a welcome break to stand outside chatting whilst our kids are contained in a bus. They emerge an hour and a half later tired, slightly bemused and in Little Man’s case with a black eye. Still not sure how that happened.
Another party option is hire out a church/village hall and do it all yourself. A silly idea I hear you mutter. Well on Sunday that’s exactly what I am doing for Little Man’s 3rd birthday. I am of course hiring soft play, I mean what’s a party these days without it? There will be pass the parcel, food in boxes and great big plane balloons everywhere. We haven’t actually been to one of these yet so I am unsure what it shall bring. I am bringing in the forces of grandparents and friends to help and hopefully I will have tired, happy kids at the end of it minus the black eyes and screaming?! No, I don’t believe me either but we shall see!
What sort of parties do you do for your kids? Any tips?