I should really watch what I say, think before I speak, choose my words more cautiously.

Yesterday after a brisk jaunt with Haley at the off leash dog park, we came back home to have lunch before heading out again to run errands and go see a student performance of Cinderella at my internship school.  Four of my first graders were in the play (three pumpkins and one mouse – and they were simply adorable).  Cody and Carter did not want to go out again.  They did not want to run errands.  They did not really want to go to the play.

carter:  Where are we going first?

me:  Well first we need to go to the post office.

carter:  And ‘gain where? (He struggles with the “th” sound at the start of words.)

me:  Then we are off to the bank and the school to see the play.

cody: And then where are we going?

me:  Then we need to go to Michael’s.

The conversation goes on like this for a while until finally we get to the part where we head back home.  It was here where I embellished.

carter:  And ‘gain where momma?

me:  And then we get to go home and party like rock stars!

Carter loves to party.  He got all fired up and immediately started planning this big, grand party we were going to have at the end of our day.  The party required a fire in our fireplace.  It required candles.  It required music (well, of course it did).  And there were going to be stations with various activities for us to do.  Lots of stations.

Oh dear.

And so we got home with armloads of groceries and a dinner that still needed to be planned, prepared, and eaten.  I got to work in the kitchen while Husband helped put away groceries and started a fire.  The boys disappeared into their bedroom to plan the upcoming event.

The party was a smashing success.  The boys build a curved, multi-tiered wall out of cardboard bricks to separate the party area from the dining room area.  Husband queued up some festive music starting with The Black Eyed Peas “Let’s Get It Started”.

There were activities for all kinds:  a paper snowflake making station, a dance station, a hot wheel car launching station, a sit and watch the fire station, a throw the rope down the hall for the dog station, and my personal favorite – a snuggle and read a book station.

The night went long and bedtimes were pushed back to ensure completion of all stations.

While I doubt this is how real rock stars party, it is how we party.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Rock on and party hard!

And don’t pass up that paper snowflake making station – it makes for a great time.