Be warned! This is a mommy-pride post.
It’s the cutest surprise party I could have asked for. Mainly because, the party itself was no surprise. It’s been in the making for over 3 months, and was held last evening a month after the original schedule.
It was a ‘late’ birthday surprise for me and N (by 1 month and by 4 days respectively).
The party-throwers were O my first born, and her bestie S (who O befriended when they were just 3). Their friend Z was the designated DJ. To do the driving around, R was roped in. My cuz and his wife were the delivery boy/girl.
And so came about the funnest birthday party I’ve had.
It was no surprise because O can’t keep a secret from me; also they needed my help to download songs for which they were to dance, and my permission for the many sleepovers that were required for the practice.
So I did think I knew it all… and that I would pretend to be surprised all the same.
I was banished to the bedroom from 1-5.30 p.m. when the first guests arrived. They even got Nilah ready.
It wouldn’t suffice to say that I was totally stunned by the amazing planning the two 10-year-olds managed. I WAS surprised.
From costumes, the stopgap green room (mismatched sheets over the cupboard), the menu (some of which they made themselves), the decoration for O’s room, that was converted to a stage… and the invite. I wish I could share the invite… Pictures of me, of Nilah, of both of us, and the whole family, with the sweetest post scripts and captions, all put together on smilebox, and sent out to my friends (most of whom did manage to land up).
The dances, the little skit, and how they even managed to ignore the two pesky brats who were getting in their way.
Is this how smoking pot feels? Light, floaty, happy, and at the same time your heart is so heavy and crunched up, you feel you can’t quite breathe?
I didn’t get a chance to hug O (and S) tight enough to thank them, because they managed to use the good mood of all 4 parents on the scene to sneak off to another sleepover.
I am so grateful for the people in my life. So GRATEFUL.
And here are some pics. Not of great quality, as taken on the mobile and the room was ill-lit.
Some good steps with chairs as props
Don’t miss the props 🙂