07/26/09 Too many princess stories...

Well, to start off, I've gotta say that Ruth has got to have the best party-planning instincts I've ever seen. Alice in Wonderland theme, with /lot's/ of work. And you could see it, too. The cake alone was awesome! Definitely the perfect centerpiece for the Mad Hatter tea party. -nods- But yeah, she read the story (Some people aren't familiar with it, so that was really cool. I mean, it's not like the Lion King or Toy Story.), then everyone moved outside to the tea party, played a couple games, and painted the roses red, which, by the way, looked amazing. I mean, it looked just like it did in the movie. Anyway, it was about that time that the cake announced it was time to cut it. Ninety+ heat= Lethal. Even to awesome cakes. After the cake, Esther opened presents, and after that, there was some croquet. Then, the grown-ups played. Competitive, although there seemed to be some confusion which wickets the ball was supposed to go through in what order. Figure eight? I think that's what it ended up being. So, that's about when the party ended. Pretty fun! I may have disarranged some things, though. There was a lot going on.

So, after the party, family sat around and talked. I read a little and played with the kids. And somewhere in the mix, one of them, a relative of Tom's, started chasing me around calling me lovely guy. Or lovely boy, or something like that. That was kind of weird. To make a long story short, I spent a good portion of the evening hiding, part of which time in the closet, where I learned something. Never hide in the closet. For one thing, it had to be a hundred degrees in there, plus, other kids keep giving away your presence by opening the door, and thirdly, when the kid finally catches on, there aren't many exit options. Eventually, I went outside and laid down on the play set. That was good for a while. Then the kids came outside to play. Still, it wasn't as bad, then. I mostly kept my distance and juggled. Fun thing, juggling. Croquet balls are good for it. -nods- Hedgehog plush balls... Not so much, but doable. So, after a while, we had dinner, and Mom, Joe and I took our leave to care for the beasts. -looks at the tennis ball Tuffy has left on my lap- That dog never gets tired... Anyway, in general, it was a fairly interesting day. I guess I've got some stuff to write to Andrew about now.

But for now, it's getting to be time for church, so I shall leave my record here. In conclusion, I've decided that I probably won't read my daughters a great condensation of princess stories. We'll stick with The Wizard of Oz, Hansel and Gretel, and all those other classic fairytales. Maybe one or two princess stories so they don't get obsessed as soon as they see one, but mostly The Wizard of Oz. These princess stories are too dangerous. I bid thee all farewell.