reagan really wanted an ooh and aah themed birthday. but, disney pulled the plug on ooh and aah a few weeks ago and my one-woman campaign to bring them back has gone unheeded. reagan had to settle for an ooh and ahh cake and a couple of inflatable monkeys. he's learning at 6 how cruel the world can be. i tried to convince him that monkeys and pirates go hand in hand.
"Now and then we had a hope that if we lived and were good, God would permit us to be pirates."
–Life on the Mississippi
the details of the party will underwhelm you. put your notepads away. there was nothing martha stewart about this shindig. i didn't even use my glue gun. that is how i roll. i did make a rather elaborate birthday sign complete with authentic pirate map crinkling and burnouts that immediately ripped in half upon hanging. i learned my lesson and i will never try to do anything again. also of note: glue gun for sale. cheap.
BUT we did have a few activities planned.
we engaged in sword play. we should have had everyone sign a release.
we did a treasure hunt.
we beat a pinata suspended by an extension cord. you won't find that classy tip on any party planning website.
we learned about scurvy and embraced our inner pirate.
we rode a train and made many promises to scarlett about her birthday party that hopefully she will forget.
reagan was pretty pleased. and that is what i was hoping for.
the worst party of a party is the sugar crash...
the best part of a party is that breakfast, lunch and dinner are ready for the next 24 hours.