Two days after posting The Panic of Organising a Child’s Birthday Party, I spent an hour on the phone to various companies asking for some help with a girls’ birthday party. I found that they fell into two camps – ones who were fully booked and ones who were ridiculously priced. Fortunately, I found Fantasy Castles who had free spaces and reasonably, so I booked them and instantly felt a bit better about it all.
I even ordered the party bags from them so all I had to do was buy some food, which was perfect as I was working most of the week.
On the day of the party, I got up extra early to tidy up – not quite sure why as I’m sure that 6 year olds wouldn’t really be inspecting how much dust there is on my bookcase. The balloons got blown up, the Frozen CD was put onto repeat and the food put into bowls, ready for the guests.
As the girls starting to arrive, I felt myself starting to worry about how I was going to keep them amused but I didn’t have to because they went off and played door went and Elsa was there with her magical box (or someone looking very like her from Fantasy Castles).
She set up in the kitchen and gave Hannah her Frozen presents.
For the next hour, there was a mixture of games:
And of course some dancing to Frozen:
But there was also plenty of time for me to just sit back and do nothing but enjoy it as Elsa did the work by painting Glitter tattoos onto the girls, which they absolutely loved:
Before I knew it, an hour and a half had passed and it was just time to feed them lots of sugary food:
As they went out clutching their balloon, cake and party bag, I wondered why I had been dreading it. The two hours had flown by and everyone had seemed happy. I never worried that anyone was bored and didn’t feel stressed to think of new things for them to do every five minutes.
It is the first time that I have had someone to come and help entertain and I would definitely do it again as it took the pressure off. And the girls were thrilled that ‘Real Elsa’ came.
Next thing on the calendar is Nathaniel’s birthday. A four year old boy’s party – piece of cake?!