My kids love birthday parties.
They love to go to them, love to throw them.
Especially Parker.
They wait all year long for their birthdays and put their orders in for their next party about 364 days in advance. No joke. Not because we throw amazing parties over here (we don't), but because they just adore their friends. I have tried to get them to skip and have friend parties every other year, but thewhining devastation they exhibit at this probability is more than I can take - it's their birthday afterall and I want them to love their day!
It's the least I can do if it makes them feel so special. :)
This year my little Mr. Party Planner put in his detailed request for a
"Red White and Blue Sports Party"...:
& that's what he got. :)

Our SEVEN-year-old All Star!
They love to go to them, love to throw them.
Especially Parker.
They wait all year long for their birthdays and put their orders in for their next party about 364 days in advance. No joke. Not because we throw amazing parties over here (we don't), but because they just adore their friends. I have tried to get them to skip and have friend parties every other year, but the
It's the least I can do if it makes them feel so special. :)
This year my little Mr. Party Planner put in his detailed request for a
"Red White and Blue Sports Party"...:
& that's what he got. :)
Our SEVEN-year-old All Star!

The Décor
I probably wouldn't bother because I realize after seven years of kids that a bunch of seven year olds could care less about decorations, except that beginning months in advance I have this little blondie asking me,
"Mom, why aren't you buying/making my party decorations yet?".
So to him, it matters, and as for me... I may have a love/hate relationship with the party planning process. :) In that moment that it all comes together, I love it. Mid-way through, not so much. I have learned however over the years how to simplify the planning, so really this wasn't anything that took an unreasonable amount of effort.
Okay so maybe my husband may not concur with that statement after I made him cut up and duct tape over a dozen pool noodles into rings for the relay (after I drove across town and bought out the only dollar store that still carried them)....but hey, besides that it really was fun and simple.:)
Besides anything great requires a little hard work, right?

Relays, present opening, half time breaks, pizza for lunch...
"pool noodle soccer" was a big hit!

As always, a piñata was included in the celebrations!
I couldn't help but sneak in a pic of Emmie with her so-called boyfriend, with whom she is still scheming her
"Happily Ever After".
Her sweet 5-year-old little heart is pretty convinced that he's
The One. :)
Sorry all other boys.
This 5 year old is taken. ;)

I think Parker had a great time at his party which in my book spells success! He adores his friends and they made him feel super loved by coming to celebrate his big day with him. I'm so grateful to pretty much live in the best neighborhood around with all these awesome little guys right on our street (most of them) for him to grow up with!
So, the party was over and like any mom after hosting 13 little boys, I was ready to collapse...
and I did just that.
Literally.
In the middle of that night, I woke up aware that my body was having a serious problem. Short of breath, experiencing extreme heart palpitations and vertigo, I wondered if I was having a heart attack or stroke. Feeling sick to my stomach, I got out of bed, & somehow stumbled my way to the bathroom. Everything went black and I passed out cold...
















