Rosie had her birthday party this afternoon. Our (?) shared dream of a party at home for all 22 of her classmates plus some of her other special friends was sadly beyond our space constraints and my tolerance threshold this week. The rules of the shared function room in our condominium inexplicably forbid music and food so it seemed a bit of a stretch to imagine that a fun time was to be had down there. So, we resorted to a generic party at our local soft play, Kidzone. Rosie was secretly very pleased with this option because a number of her friends had enjoyed a party there over the last year and the chicken's bum nuggets are always consumed with gusto. My extensive research into what can be played at a 5 year old's mermaid party was all in vain. No pin the tail on the mermaid; no treasure hunt for our 'pirates' to enjoy and no party bags filled with sand and real goldfish party favours. I'm sure that lots of other mums are nevertheless grateful for that small mercy. Regardless that the event proved to be soulless from the perspective of a 35 year old, the 5 year olds had a blast. The majority came in costume, ran riot for an hour then filled their faces with rubbish. The boys completely disregarded Rosie's 'NO FIGHTING BOYS' rule and had fine fun brandishing their pirate swords. None of our mermaids tripped over their tails and Rosie came home with a bagful of beautiful gifts. She's already planning next year's bash......
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