The Party!
Freyja's birthday is the 27th December. Before I had a baby I could never understand why people had babies at Christmas time. I told Adrian that we would have to make sure that we didn't have a baby at Christmas time. Then I got pregnant and realised my baby was due at Christmas time. And no, she wasn't an accident.
Originally I thought that I would make sure that Christmas and Birthday did not overlap at all but actually it's hard to do that and I've realised that the best approach is just to embrace the festive season and make the most of it.
This year, for her 4th, we went for a winter wonderland theme. Adrian and his dad hung up 200 feet of snowflakes on string, cursing me the whole time - but it did look pretty. I think perhaps I overcompensate for the fact that it is so close to Christmas and go a bit overboard trying to make it special for her. But I do enjoy it all...
Freyja greeted everyone at the door with the words 'where's my present?' and after cutting the cake (which was so fabulous it has its own blog post) declared that the first slice was for her because it was her birthday. She also cheered herself when we sang happy birthday, doing a sort of victory wave to everyone. They always manage to show you up somehow don't they?
But really she was quite the hostess, taking all her friends through to the kitchen to have their faces painted (by my sister, who is the only creative one in my family and therefore always gets landed with that sort of stuff), getting drinks and food for everyone and not even complaining when, during pass the parcel, I managed to miss her out so she was the only one who didn't get a go (or a chocolate coin). My dad at one point commented it was 'turning into a brawl', but I think things were pretty much under control.
That was until I made the mistake of letting Freyja open her presents. Children of this age barely respect the fact that wrapped presents belong to someone else and once they are opened it is a free for all. I really was quite frightened. Children, paper and presents were flying about and Freyja was unwrapping as fast as she could go. I was fearful of losing what little control I had of the situation and will not allow present opening during party time again for quite some years.
A vat of mulled wine and many sausage rolls later everyone said their goodbyes. I think I enjoyed the party almost as much as Freyja did - the best thing about having a Christmas birthday is that everyone is just so merry.
Originally I thought that I would make sure that Christmas and Birthday did not overlap at all but actually it's hard to do that and I've realised that the best approach is just to embrace the festive season and make the most of it.
This year, for her 4th, we went for a winter wonderland theme. Adrian and his dad hung up 200 feet of snowflakes on string, cursing me the whole time - but it did look pretty. I think perhaps I overcompensate for the fact that it is so close to Christmas and go a bit overboard trying to make it special for her. But I do enjoy it all...
Freyja greeted everyone at the door with the words 'where's my present?' and after cutting the cake (which was so fabulous it has its own blog post) declared that the first slice was for her because it was her birthday. She also cheered herself when we sang happy birthday, doing a sort of victory wave to everyone. They always manage to show you up somehow don't they?
But really she was quite the hostess, taking all her friends through to the kitchen to have their faces painted (by my sister, who is the only creative one in my family and therefore always gets landed with that sort of stuff), getting drinks and food for everyone and not even complaining when, during pass the parcel, I managed to miss her out so she was the only one who didn't get a go (or a chocolate coin). My dad at one point commented it was 'turning into a brawl', but I think things were pretty much under control.
That was until I made the mistake of letting Freyja open her presents. Children of this age barely respect the fact that wrapped presents belong to someone else and once they are opened it is a free for all. I really was quite frightened. Children, paper and presents were flying about and Freyja was unwrapping as fast as she could go. I was fearful of losing what little control I had of the situation and will not allow present opening during party time again for quite some years.
A vat of mulled wine and many sausage rolls later everyone said their goodbyes. I think I enjoyed the party almost as much as Freyja did - the best thing about having a Christmas birthday is that everyone is just so merry.
posted by solveig at
9:16 PM
2 Comments:
I hope my present turned up - and apologies for it not being pink!
It has arrived but hasn't been opened - she only opened those she was given at her party. Saving the others for her actual birthday. Need to spread them out!
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