I will admit, I waste lots of my time virtually wandering through Pinterest admiring the beautiful children's birthday party themes (seriously, check out Owl Birthday Party... OH MY GOD - *Owl heaven*). But I have a confession to make...
I absolutely cannot stand children's birthday parties.
Hosting them, that is.
Rushing around organising invitations, venues, catering, making the cakes, getting the decorations, doing the decorating, smiling smiling smiling, trying to remember which kid is which (I have enough trouble keeping my own kids names straight, never mind half of their class), more smiling, stopping that kid (yea, you know the one I mean) from hurling the bowling ball down the wrong alley/drowning someone/pushing someone down the slide at the soft-play centre/destroying your house, handing the right kid back to the right parent, thank you thank you thank you, THANK YOU NOTES! Cleaning up afterwards if you have been daft enough to have the party at your house (never do this, what are you thinking?!) or at least clearing up the mess at the venue.
I love the idea of beautifully matching cakes and desserts, with artfully placed bunting and cute coordinating snacks & gift bags and the like. I do, I swear - I LOVE it. I think it is adorable and if you can pull it off without pulling out your hair by the end of the day then I applaud you. But until my kids are attending school, I would much rather chuck a hundred pounds at a family day out than a party, something that we can all enjoy together without leaving me a quivering, drooling mess at the end of it.
To be honest, I still try and convince them to do that now since L & H are currently prime "party age", and I'm still safe for a couple of years with E.
As for taking my kids to parties, I almost skip to the door when I drop off my wee darling with the slightly crazed looking mum whose eyes are darting every which way trying to keep track of the twenty or so kids she is now responsible for for the next two hours. I smile sweetly, assure her that I have given my kid 'the chat' so s/he is not that kid, and I wish her luck.
Rather her than me!