for the really fun part!

My daughter's two birthday(5th) parties have been exhausting but it was illuminating.  The first one was with her school friends. These are the kids that will form the early part of her childhood.  The ones she will really remember. Although we will miss Ollie (Oliwier), his family are going back to Poland for good and he's our neighbor as well. 

The second party were with her parents' friends -- Godfather Paul, mum's colleagues and friends for more than a decade, family -- tito Babie, for the first time in London. 

For the first party, she loves running with all her friends. She sees them every day at school ( except weekends, obviously) and having them at our abode (with the mums and one dad) was like sharing our innermost secrets.  It was hard to handle a bunch of five-year olds. Some kids were not in the mood to play musical chairs.  Who wouldn't want to play musical chairs?  It was the fun portion of all past parties.  

This is the party I wouldn't give up.  Maybe I'll hold it a day before her birthday next year, a leeway before every Saturday party.  Or collate both parties into one?  The Saturday party, two days later, was dampened by the early rain.  Nobody moved outside, scared to get wet and my other rooms were too small.  Well, anaesthetists (the hubby's consultants), parties are hard to navigate specially if one has young kids. 

Who do we talk with in every gathering we attend? Maybe one or two people?  We got into Tyrone's fancy digs the next day at the Golf Club. The highlight was waiting for our turn to go get our food. There was free wine but the others have to buy their drinks. I didn't know a soul. I ran after the daughter most of the time. She just turned five.