I finally passed out on the couch just a few minutes past midnight the night before the party. I was building castle towers made out of balloons and this entailed stringing together approximately 50 balloons and creating peaks out of Bristol board. I did it though and by the time I fell asleep the towers were done and ready to be placed on either side of our window on the front deck the next morning.
The guests were set to arrive at 2:00pm so I wanted to make sure everything was ready to go by noon. I still had to decorate the doorways, set the table, and pick up the cake and the balloon bouquet. Everything was going well until we started hearing: POP…POP…POP… Turns out that Pinterest doesn’t warn you that if it happens to be hot outside, your balloon towers will start popping one balloon at a time until all that’s left is a balloon blob sitting on your deck. Although I was disappointed that my towers were just a blob and the party hadn’t even started yet there was no time to dwell on it and so I left the balloon blobs on the deck (no one knew they were supposed to be towers anyway).
The guest started arriving at 2:00 sharp and by 2:30 we had 13 little girls in the house. Thank goodness it turned out to be a beautiful warm sunny day and the girls spent most of the time in the backyard, getting their faces painted, jumping in the bouncy castle and playing at the water table. When the time came to break the piñata we decided to hang it off the tree at the front of the house. I realized that I was going to have to come up with a fair way to get them lined up that wouldn’t cause any drama. In all of my brilliance I decided to line them up according to the month they were born. Little did I know that when you are 5 years old, you don’t necessarily know when your birthday is. This was a pivotal moment and had I not been able to switch gears as quickly as I did I would have had a meltdown situation on my hands. I started to hear things like “Oh NO! I don’t know my Birthday” “I think it’s cold when my birthday is”, “I don’t know where to stand. When’s my birthday?” I could also see some eyes welling up as these little girls realized that may miss their chance at hitting the piñata. I quickly changed the game and said “ok girls let get into order by first name, who’s name starts with A?” This was much better and I had the girls lined up in alphabetical order in no time. We got the piñata broken, had cake and off they went. It was only two hours but I was absolutely exhausted.
I shared with you the 6 things I learned when planning a 5 year olds’ birthday party but I think at the end of the day there are only two things you need to remember:
- Balloons pop in the heat – they don’t care if you were up past midnight filling them
- When piñata hitting placement is at stake, keep instructions simple to avoid possible meltdowns.
Till next year.