Yesterday was the first birthday party that my daughter and son-in-law hosted that was all kids, in other words, for the most part, the parents dropped their kids off and boogied. Which left the intrepid hosts with twenty something screaming, yelling, kids on a sugar high to take care of for several hours..... So how did that go?.... They said they would never do that again!
I peeked over the fence when the kids got here to take a few pictures, but since it looked more like Custer's last stand than a birthday party, I hurried back to the Arctic Fox and hid under the bed until it was over.... That works for holidays, and I hoped it would work for this party.
All of this for one eight-year-old boy.
It was wisely decided due to the very tenuous control my daughter and her husband had over the current situation, and previous experience at other birthday parties, that the birthday presents wouldn't be opened until all the participants had gone home, or had been taken into custody.
This allowed for a more calm, quiet, family oriented end to the party such as this father and son picture of birthday presents being opened.
The theme for this birthday party was something called ROBLOX. I completely understood when my grandsons party was themed for "Matchbook Cars. " And I was very familiar with his birthday party theme being dinosaurs, as I myself was very familiar with dinosaurs since as a kid I lived amongst them.
But ROBLOX are completely alien to me. And I don't know if there a cartoon, a video-game, or little people that live in the attic. But whatever they are they seem very popular with the eight-year-old crowd, but their existence has totally left me behind which happens quite a lot when you get old.
You would never have guessed that an hour ago this living room looked like it had been struck by back to back category five tornados.
Fortunately ROBLOX, whatever they are, weren't the only gifts received by the birthday boy.
This mangled and mutilated birthday cake and tons of gift wrappings, is all thats left of the birthday festivities. But in the end all the kids had a great time, doing what twenty or more eight-year-old kids do, and only the party hosts have suffered from what appears to be temporary PTSD.