.: Party Time

Monday, June 28, 2010

Party Time

Here is an example of a mum loosing her mind because she's too busy and has too many things to remember:

On Thursday morning when Hayden woke up I gave him a hug and said happy birthday. The boys and I went downstairs and sat on the floor together to talk about Hayden's special day. Then Ashton suggested we sing happy birthday to him, which we did. Then I told Hayden he could go and get the present that I had wrapped for him. He was excited to get the leather jacket he had seen in the shops a week ago. Tony came into the room and joined in the little celebration and listened to Hayden read what I had written in his birthday card. It was a nice, happy, peaceful morning.

Dear Hayden,
Happy 8th Birthday.
We love you for so many things;
We love you when you take care of your brothers.
We love you when you help us out around the home.
We love you when you listen and obey.
We love you when you smile and laugh.
We love you when you act responsible and do your chores (ie. bring the rubbish bin in every Monday).
We love you when you are reverent in church.
We love you when you make an effort to do your homework.
We love you when you are kind and caring.
We love you when you share things with us about school.
We love you when you read in bed to Ashton and Noah.
We love you for answering the phone so nicely.
We love you for being so talkative and friendly to other people such as our neighbours.
WE LOVE YOU ALL THE TIME NO MATTER WHAT... AND WE ARE SO GLAD WE HAVE A 'HAYDEN' IN OUR FAMILY! xxxxxxxx

After Tony was finishing up his breakfast that morning he says to me,
"Sooo, Hayden's birthday is June 24th"?
Of course I am thinking to myself, Good grief, 8 years later and he still can't remember the date Hayden was born!
"No, June 25th" I reply.
"Oh," says Tony, "well that's tomorrow, not today!"

No wonder Hayden seemed slightly confused, although he defintely gets brownie points for listening and obeying that morning:)

Hayden decided he wanted to celebrate his birthday with another sleep-over so he invited 2 friends from church (Nathan & Thornell) and 7 friends from school (Alec, Alexander, Gian, Jamie, Kalib, Amber & Paula).

Friday evening came with great anticipation for Hayden. He and his friends were talking about it all week at school. We started the party by making balloons and then we played a few games, opened presents, blew out the candles on the cake & ate waffle ice-creams. The girls went home just after 9.30pm and the boys continued to run wild through out the house having fun with their balloon laser guns (the girls were invited to stay the night but their mums were unsure about them having their very first sleep over with a bunch of over-excited boys). Our house was super-duper noisy Friday night and through to Saturday morning - nothing unusual in the Nizetich house (just 7 extra decibels higher than normal).

The laser gun I made for the boys;

The party begins (note Ashton on the left; he is holding up the school sheild he won at assembly on Tuesday. It was his first time winning it, and he has been so proud of himself, hence the reason it has to be in the photo!)

Lots of dancing and climbing on top of each other:

Getting ready to blow out the candles:

Hayden with Amber and Paula:

Yummy waffle cones:

The boys were constantly tackling one another and loving every minute of it:

Hayden's sponge cake with whipped cream and jam in the middle, decorated with spiders. I didn't have much time to decorate, so I figured I would make it nice and easy for myself by grabbing the spiders from our Halloween box:

Opening presents and reading birthday cards:

Movie time. The boys watched Astro Boy and Planet 51. At 1:15am when the boys were still laughing, talking and being silly, I had to turn mean and grumpy to get them to sleep. Hayden and Alexander were wired and took forever to settle down. I slept on the couch to keep the boys in control and out of mischief:

Breakfast. Although Tony was in bed at 10pm with Noah while I was left to take care of 9 boys, he awoke early on Saturday morning to make French toast for everyone. The kids loved it and it was very yummy:

Hayden looking cool and proud in his new leather jacket:

The spider balloons I made on either side of the birthday banner. I am taking a balloon making class and am learning to make some very cool things:

The sleepover was another great success as it was last year. However, it was a very full-on birthday celebration and Tony and I were so relieved none of the boys got hurt with all the karate fighting and jumping on top of one another (boys will be boys!). Despite the boys going to sleep at 1:30am they were awake at 6:30am. I actually got 5 hrs sleep, although it was very broken sleep as one of the boys was having bad dreams and kept crying out in the night. The same boy wet his sleeping bag in the night and was actually drenched in pee from head to toe come morning. I managed to get him showered without the other kids noticing what had happened. That being the only 'incident' to deal with was pretty good I say! Two years ago we were celebrating Hayden's 6th birthday. Now he's 8 and before we know it he'll be
10. He is growing up right before our very eyes!!!

4 comments:

Grandma's Cookie Jar said...: I loved your post! Boys are 'action packed'! It usually took me a day or two to 'recover' from birthday party sleepovers, usually from the 'lack of sleep! I loved your balloons! ♥; June 30, 2010 at 3:35 AM
Jen said...: Um, Loretta, I decided you're an overachiever. Or, more likely: I'm an underachiever. LOL! WOW! What a party! I have now vowed to throw better bday parties... and heathcliffe will makes waffles. :); June 30, 2010 at 3:38 PM
Anonymous said...: I agree! Fantastic effort Loretta. You make a great Mum and Hayden is one lucky boy having such a cool birthday party. Breakfast looked mighty yummy too! xxx; June 30, 2010 at 8:52 PM
Anonymous said...: The party looked awesome Loretta and Tony! Yay Tony for making breakfast too ;)

I didn't realise you had sooo many kids there!!

Another great cake too.

Thanks for having Gian again.

Julia x; July 13, 2010 at 3:51 PM

Funny Comments

Ashton walking into the supermarket quietly whispers to himself: "Please can I have macaroni and cheese, in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."

Ashton: "I want to live with Jesus." Mummy: "Why?" Ashton: "Because he be nice to me and he gives me bread and water!"

Mummy, examining Ashton's legs, and thinking: My goodness, what hairy legs. Ashton, unimpressed with Mummy's examination, pulls away: "Don't touch them. I'm growing Daddy legs!"

Hayden gets upset at Ashton: "Right Ashton, that's it! I'm telling Jesus on you!"

Ashton with a cold: "I'm snotty as a piggy."

Hayden: "The sun is burning my eyeballs."

Hayden: "Mummy, how come your penis is missing?"

Hayden: "I get the bigger piece of cake because my skeleton is bigger."

Hayden (3yrs old) sees me get dressed in the morning and stares at my breasts with a confused look..."What thooooose be for???"

Hayden: "I don't want to finish my pizza, it's got blood all over it."

Hayden: "Ashton hit me in the heart."

Hayden learns the planets at Preschool: Mercury, Earth, Mars, Jupiter and Penus!

Hayden (shopping with me and whining): "My brain hurts forever because you haven't buyed me anything."

QUOTES

Like the changing leaves of fall...My little boy is now a man.
--Author Unknown

Boys are God's way of telling you that your house is too neat!
--Author Unknown

There never has been, nor will there ever be, anything quite so special as the love between a mother and a son.
--Author Unknown

Boys are found everywhere - on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.
--Alan Marshall Beck

Something For A Giggle....

I Owe My Mother ....

My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE. "If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."

My mother taught me RELIGION. "You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL. "If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"

My mother taught me LOGIC. " Because I said so, that's why."

My mother taught me MORE LOGIC. "If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

My mother taught me FORESIGHT. "Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

My mother taught me IRONY. "Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."

My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS. "Shut your mouth and eat your supper."

My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM. "Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"

My mother taught me about STAMINA. "You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."

My mother taught me about WEATHER. "This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."

My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY. "If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"

My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE. "I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."

My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION. "Stop acting like your father!"

My mother taught me about ENVY. "There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."

My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION. "Just wait until we get home."

My mother taught me about RECEIVING. "You are going to get it when you get home!"

My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE. "If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way."

My mother taught me ESP. "Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"

My mother taught me HUMOR. "When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."

My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT. "If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

My mother taught me GENETICS. "You're just like your father."

My mother taught me about my ROOTS. "Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"

My mother taught me WISDOM. "When you get to be my age, you'll understand."

My mother taught me about JUSTICE. "One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!