I have been thinking about my 5th birthday for months. As my friends started having parties at fun places like the Discovery Center, I started asking my Mom and Dad about my party. When I was a little girl, I always had my birthday parties at my house. But I really wanted a party at some fun location.
Every time I'd ask, my Mommy would say, "We'll see." Sometimes, that means "No way!" But this time, I guess it really did mean "We'll see." I got to have my party at a gymnastics place.
I was a big fan of the 2016 Summer Olympics, and I especially liked watching those gymnastics girls. Brooke and I had our own gymnastics events right in our living room. This fall, instead of taking dance lessons again, I got to start a tumbling class. I really wanted to learn to do a cartwheel. It's not that easy, but I keep trying.
On Saturday morning, I woke up early and immediately put on my gymnastics outfit. My parents thought 6 AM was a little early to get ready for a 3:30 PM party. But I got to wear it anyway, even though they made me put clothes over it so I wouldn't get cold.
Finally, it was time. I was SO EXCITED!
At lunch, my Mommy and Daddy talked about being a good party host. Not everyone at my party would know each other. So I needed to make sure everyone felt included. I was supposed to greet everyone as they came in and introduce them to other people.
I also needed to remember to say thank you for my gifts. If I opened something I already had, I was supposed to smile and say thank you. That is just good manners. I tried really hard to remember all that. It's a lot of pressure to be the hostess with the mostest, let me tell you!
Before we could get started having fun, we had to hear about all the rules. There were an awful lot of them, and I have to confess that it was a little too much to absorb. But I'd say the most important one was no screaming unless you're hurt. If you were hurt, you were supposed to scream as loud as you could. Thankfully, nobody had to do that!
It was easier just jumping into the foam pits.
Brooke liked it, too. She's only 2, so I thought she might be scared. But she wasn't.
Afterwards, we went to Glory Days Pizza for a family supper. I got to open presents from my grandparents there, including a horse trailer and cowgirl on horseback. I think Grandma Kim & Grandpa Randy are trying to turn me into a farmer. We'll see! I also got some dolphin things from them, so maybe I'll be a marine biologist. I guess I don't have to commit to a career path at age 5.
You remember that I told you I like to ask questions. Grandma Christy and Grandpa Alan gave me a book that had belonged to my daddy when he was a little boy (plus some other cool stuff, too.) The book had answers to lots and lots of questions that kids ask. Grandma Christy says this book came out before Google. My Mommy and Daddy should keep it handy, I think!
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Grandma Kim flashback moment: Kinley Marie Ladd arrived in time for our
belated family Christmas celebration of 2011. Though she wasn't due until January 12, 2012, she became a 5-pound,
15-ounce party crasher. She was about the size of her Christmas
stocking. I can't believe she'll be going to kindergarten next fall. How time
flies!
Such a special day to share. My favourite pic is of the wee Kinley, looking so bright eyed.
ReplyDeleteBright-eyed then and now!
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