Birthday parties

The party is over. These things always make me think of herding cats. The place was a bouncy play area. The other kids were too rough for Rhys, knocking him over, so he decided to play on the broken carousel and the two and under bouncy area. He was having fun but it made me quite sad.

The hour of play was followed by the obligatory pizza and cake. Rhys ate pepperoni and cheese. Most of two pieces. He liked the frosting but not the yellow cake. Everything was on track for at least another half hour of present opening and such when one kid threw up and the fire alarm went off.

Now I didn't pull it, but bless whoever did. Rhys was starting to get tired, meaning crabby, and I was just about maxed out on four year olds and their parents. It was good to get out. We came home with a nice gift bag and a balloon, and Rhys went down for a nap.