We usually don’t do really big birthday parties for our kids. I have nothing against them, it’s just that it’s expensive to rent a place to have one and our house is just too small. I’ve had parties here and it always goes fine and everyone is a good sport about being so cramped but it’s stressful for me. Always. It would be less stressful if I could get rid of the wall between the kitchen and living room but I’ve been forbidden.
This time around was Chloe’s 10th birthday. I’m not sure what it is about double digits but it seemed like a really big deal. I checked out some places and found a reasonably priced spot close to home. I should add that I hadn’t actually checked it out, nor had I even seen photos of the place. I’d only seen artist renderings while it was being built and I didn’t even think about it until the day before the party when I needed to find out what shape the tables were so I could have the appropriate table cloth. The spot was Sodium, and it’s described as a family coffee shop. I really had trouble picturing that. But upon arriving I found that it was the perfect, if not very dark, spot for a 10 year old’s birthday party. Actually, I’d like to go back with just Travis so we could hang out and shoot pool.
The tree house? Super. Cool.
This is almost the whole crew. I think Dean was playing video games. And the little girl eating the pizza? Um, yeah, I’ll offer some advice here. Always order a cheese pizza. Even if you’re not sure anyone will eat it, order it anyway. Why? Because one of the kids might be vegetarian and they might cry when they find out there’s nothing for them to eat and then your husband (who happens to be running a fever) might have to run back to a pizza place (after he’s already fetched pizza) to get the little one something to eat. And then you might realize after your husband leaves that the place you’re at actually sells pizza and that the trip could have been avoided. Not that anything even remotely close to that happened or anything.
The big sister and little sister at the rock wall which isn’t actually a rock wall but some other sort of wall that isn’t posted but you will get a very long lecture if you do it the wrong way. I’m just sayin’.
The birthday girl and me. And it looks like she’ll be just as photogenic as her sister. Mary suggested that she should party so hard that it takes a week to recover. Well, we didn’t party that hard but sickness has completely descended on the Button house and it’s taken her this whole week to recover. It’s not exactly the fun Mary intended. And I should add that I was the last one to catch it and I recovered the quickest. I think that qualifies as a miracle. Which means that I should probably post an update on how the gluten free thing is going for me. In short, I’ll say that I’m much better and it’s made a huge difference. I’ll post a longer version later.
So, in conclusion, our sweet Chloe was very celebrated, Sodium (Mr. bossy lecture-pants aside) was fun and is a place I’d like to visit again, oh, and my parents (as usual) saved the day. They helped so much and filled in the gaps since Travis was sick. And now I officially have a tween. Again.