Monday was a holiday so we snuck a birthday party in. Of course it was also President’s day, my little guy stuck between Valentine’s day and a birthday that always falls on a holiday weekend. We arranged to meet many, many small boys the Living Planet Aquarium, which we have been smitten with since our early days here (oh so many moons ago- this morning my six year old asked if I remembered when we lived in Washington…vaguely, yes) after all they have a megladon skull. Hello!
Of course my newly minted Nine year old had many ideas of his own for how his birthday party would go. It was Jurassic Park themed, naturally, complete with a cake by Grandma (we flew her in especially- I can not be expected to keep up or attempt to keep up with these birthday cake shenanigans). There were also several sketchy dinosaur games that I had to nix in favor of less (as I worded it) ‘touchy’ games. Because really who wants to be thrown to the ground at a birthday party? I mean I get the boy thing, (well not really, but I have boys now and I have observed) but you know, we’re new here lets try to maintain a little decorum at our Utah party debut.
Pin the tale on the Velociraptor (every boy new what this game was about!) And a round of musical island were the winners in the Mom approves category. My boy was showered with puppet making materials and dinosaur painting kids before heading out into the aquarium for a private tour. Not really private since it was a holiday and this likes-it-quiet-mom managed somehow to not panic in the crowds the six other adults helping herd helped alot. The thing about homeschooling is that you tend to forget that the quiet places you go during the week are meccas for other folks on weekends and holidays.
Naturally none of that bothered my overly gregarious children.
They had a rip roaring (hardy har har) good time. And, I had cake.
*Sparks Nevada Marshall on Mars Theme song