Party Prince

There was no Blog Post last week as we were hosting Little Prince's Birthday Bash, but this week you can share a blow-by-blow account with us. 

Saturday morning started at 5 am - yes, five AM!!! -  with Little Prince bounding into the royal boudoir shouting "Mummy!!! It's morning and it's my birthday party and I've been 5 nearly a whole week and its my birthday party and get up Mummy!" 

With a wake-up like that it's mighty hard to get back to sleep but Princess Mummy is no novice sleeper.  Unfortunately, Little Prince is no novice waker-upper and made off with the duvet whilst emitting a battlecry any warrior would be proud of!  Thinking of our already long-suffering neighbours, Princess Mummy shot out of bed, wrestled Little Prince into dressing gown and slippers and proceeded to do her waking up whilst inhaling the vapours from the coffee maker.

50 jellies in assorted flavours later, and I was in a position to respond to the non-stop beeping of the Coven-Caller (as Prince Daddy refers to Princess Mummy's mobile phone)  As I read the texts, I wished I had read them before the grand high jelly production line.  12 of our prospective guests were cancelling - and no two had the same excuse.  I was a little annoyed, as some of the reasons were things that the parents had clearly known in advance - and one honest parent texted to say that their offspring had been invited to another party, and would prefer to go to that one! 

The worry pendulum shifting from too many guests to not enough guests, Princess Mummy began preparing Little Prince for a very lightly populated party.  He looked very serious as I explained that a bug had been going round school and some children might be too poorly to come.  As I started to feel guilty, Little Prince thought for a moment then asked "If people are too poorly to come to my party, will people still sing Happy Birthday?" I assured him that singing was guaranteed when he asked if he could have all the extra cakes and sweets if nobody came!

After all our concerns, the party was very well attended and great fun was had by all involved.  25 children came (18 of the invited plus some siblings). My worrries over food were unfounded as almost EVERYTHING was eaten! Jam sandwiches went down a treat and we returned home with 2 of the 50 jellies which we used to bribe the taxi driver to ignore the fact that Little Prince was bouncing around like a marble in a bottle!

We eventually bounced Little Prince up the stairs, into the bath and finally into bed around 7pm when Prince Daddy retired to the boudoir in preparation for the night shift ahead of him.  Meanwhile, I cleaned toothpaste off every surface, mopped the tsunami from the bathroom floor, then sat down with a big mug of tea and wrote Little Prince's thankyou letters.  After consideration it was decided that Little Prince could have an amnesty this year but from next he will be writing his own - leaving Princess Mummy more time to write blog posts such as this!