Last week I wrote about how we were preparing for Mr. C’s birthday party, which was held this past Saturday. Ms. J planned a number of activities and games for the kids including a scavenger hunt, a keep the balloon in the air contest, followed of course by a break the balloon contest, make your own pizzas, and then the make your own Lego space ship contest. There were a number of other things planned which we had to put off for some other party since we ran out of time, but I’m sure all of the kids were pretty much exhausted by the end of the party.
The party was a big success, no one spilled tomato sauce on their clothes, or dropped ice cream on the carpet. The only incident to report is that a 4 year old girl briefly locked herself in our bathroom, but was expertly instructed on how to unlock the door by Ms. J in about ten seconds. If I had to tell her how to get out, I probably would have just ended up taking the door off the hinges!
By about 7:00pm, Mr. C was running on fumes, yet still was determined to complete the Lego airplane he received as a gift. It’s interesting to see how quickly he has come with building Legos. I used to just build the whole thing, now I’m relegated to assistant, looking for the next part in the instructions.
It can be difficult making a Lego model sitting on the floor, with a very tired five year old heavily leaning on my back, and one cat insisting on sitting on my lap, while the other cat trying his best to sit on as many Lego pieces as possible. Floor cat likes to sit on either the Lego pieces or the instructions and does not appreciate being lured away temporarily to sit on top of the newspaper. He may think that I’m trying to read the newspaper, but soon he realizes that I’m not reading the paper at all, I’m trying to read the Lego building instructions. So he gets up off the paper and sits back down on the instructions. Meanwhile, no amount of adjustment will cause lap cat to move from the lap. I can contort like a gymnast, cover her with unused Lego pieces, short of standing fully upright though and lap cat will remain on the lap.
I did manage to distract one of the cats with the Lego box, knowing that he wants to sit on the newest item in the room, and also the tallest item on the floor. Ms. J was able to get lap cat to sit on her lap instead, which is who lap cat actually prefers anyway.
But tired five year old can lean on my back while we build the airplane. It’s his birthday.