Xavi turned six on Friday (six! where did the time go?). We had a family tea party after school on Friday evening and held an old-fashioned party in the meadow for him and his friends on Saturday afternoon.
We had egg & spoon races, sack races, running races, bush craft stalking games, a bit of French cricket and an old-fashioned sweet shop. We decorated the meadow with bunting, balloons and our trusty old bell tent and barbequed mini burgers, hot dogs and corn-on-the-cob for Xav and his little guests.
Instead of party bags, we grew and potted baby sunflower plants for each boy to take home along with a bag of sweets and a slice of chocolatey camp fire cake.
The sun shone, the meadow echoed with boys’ laughter, there were only a couple of prickles in grubby hands and just one punching-in-the-stomach-incident. And after the party, the parents stayed and chatted, drinking wine in the sunshine as the kids made their own fun.
All in all, I think we did our little six-year old proud. Although my mum’s sage advice to offer him £100 next year in lieu of a party made a lot of sense as I sat nursing my aching body and sunburnt limbs on Saturday night…
Do you have a winning formula for children’s parties? Every year I think ‘never again’ but then Pinterest gives me ideas and off we go again!