Tuesday, October 9, 2012

A Lazy Jerk's Guide To Throwing A Kid's Birthday Pary


Having a kids party is shitty once they turn five. Before that you just invite your own friend and your friend's kids - when they turn five your shitty kiddie makes the invitation list.

I can remember not being invite to parties as a kid, and I remember that that sucked big hairy balls - so I wanted to avoid this feeling on other kids as I put the hamster in my head into overdrive think about my own kid's fifth Birthday. However I don't live in a monster house that can accommodate all twenty-five kids in my kid's class - luckily there are only eight boys in the class - so situation avoided - NAILED IT! 

Whatever eight boys plus my own two is still a shitty way to spend your afternoon. To top that off all the kids in my kid's class all speak some stupid language that no one in their right mind would learn - Dutch.

Luckily for me I have a real pushover for a friend who also happens to be a teacher with Tuesdays off work AND a Dutch speaker (not really, she is actually a very lovely and caring persons and that is why she helped out - but that's not so funny). 

Any ways that was one hell of a way to avoid doing any work at my own kids Birthday - I just got my friend to do it while I played French by pretended to not understand a damn thing anyone said to me. My friend even vacuumed my house before she went home! I'm not so sure if that was because she is a nicer person or I just have a REALLY scummy house. Maybe a bit of both. 

I also did this party after school - so only 2.5 hours long and gave them ordered pizza. There was no dishes, they all just got thrown into the recycling. 

If it weren't for the competitive cake making that mums are all about these days, it would have been a total breeze! But instead I spent my day cutting out tiny windos out of sugar paste for a Gotham Sky line for the Batman cake I made. WTF is this whole sugar paste craze? it tastes like shit, takes forever to work, and not even kids will eat it. 

***EDIT***
I forgot the best part my amazing teacher friend had the super fabulous idea that all the kids should go play outside ten minutes before pick-up, that way they would all have their coats and shoes on when the parents came, just incase any of those jerks had any plans on lingering - she even chucked all the kid's backpacks into the comunal hall - apparently teachers know how to get kids the fuck out - fast. Thank fuck for that. 

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