The final birthday party is complete.
We had a backyard camping sleep-over with 5 friends of 10-yr-old son B coming over to whoop it up. This was our first sleep-over. I mean with more than one child sleeping over.
Here's how that went down. (It was good. Busy, but good.)
4:00 pm All five boys arrive with sleeping bags and pillows by 4:00. Parents slow down enough to open the car door and kick kids out, then speed off laughing and waving. I think I hear the word, "Sucker," spoken.
4:45 My husband gets home from work. Yes, up until then, it is me and my three kids plus five extra 10 year old boys.
5:00 We all get swimsuits on and head to the pool.
5:20 After swimming a few minutes, thunder is heard and all swimmers are ordered out of the pool. Darn.
6:00 Water gun fights in our yard. Setting up tents. Archery. Tire swinging. Basketball. Tag. Then we have pizza.
9:00 Into the tent to play Uno and cards. Raining starts.
10:30 Me inside with the two younger kids. My husband outside in a separate tent near the sleep-over kids. Just in case. Raining continues.
12:30 (in the morning) My son (so kind) tells one of the kids that there are coyotes in our woods and that coyotes have been known to eat babies. (Nice.) The other kid starts crying. There are many mosquitoes in the tent. There is a puddle in the tent. All kids drag their sleeping bags inside and sleep on the floor in B's room. Nervous coyote boy backs himself under the bed to sleep. Aww.
7:30 am Pancakes and bacon!!
8:30 Kids playing Wii.
9:00 All parents show up and ask how it went.
"Great," I reply, "they were awesome."
And they were. But I sure am glad birthday season is over.
And now we keep joking about coyotes, because we are terrible.
"Honey, is that a coyote in the backyard eating 17 babies?"
"No, mom, the coyotes are all at the maternity ward."