Today was Sunday again and we had our nephew’s 4th birthday party to attend. Laying in bed I knew I needed to just get up and face the world. The children came in disturbing my peace, jumping and telling me to get up.  They had both woken daddy before 6am. I was grateful that they had left me this long.

Finally I ventured out of bed and got a bath.  Laying in the water, I willed time to stand still, of course it didn’t.  I got out of the bath and went downstairs to find my family and breakfast.  Does everyone else take a while to wake up in the morning?  I re-boiled the kettle as I was now desperate for my coffee and Weetabix.  Then after taking daddy a drink I sat down and started to eat.

It’s funny that as soon as mummy sits down to eat breakfast a child appears demanding toast.  I told my son to wait till I had finished.  He then walked off upset and reported me to daddy.  Thankfully daddy told him to wait till mummy had finished.  Soon after my daughter appeared asking for food too.  This now meant that I really had to put down Facebook and sort out their toast, no more wistful pushing my Weetabix around the bowl.

After their toast, it was then a repetitive plea of “when are we going to the party” over and over.  It was still early which meant our 7 year old still had time to do his homework.  This was met with protest and refusal.

A little later we left daddy and went to the birthday party. A room full of small children and parents trying to control them. The game of pass the parcel upset my 7 year old, as he did not win the prize inside the last parcel. He did not understand why it had to be one of our nephew’s friends who won.  However, he did enjoy the chocolate buttons that were inside his layer. When I was a child I am sure that there were just a few presents or just one inside the parcel, not a present in every layer.  I can remember birthday parties where I did not win anything.  Children’s and parent’s expectations are so much higher now.

Our nephew’s birthday cake is pictured in the featured image.  Here is the inside of his cake.  My brother in law’s car is pictured on the top and the inside has red seats. Hence the inside of the cake is red. It tasted great, though my 7 year old commented that it was too sweet.

The children also had some cup cakes with blue icing.  Our son insisted on taking his home for daddy whilst our daughter enjoyed making a mess with her’s.

The children enjoyed the party and the food, But, why is it that when they have music playing, a dance floor and the company of other children, that if they can find mischief they do?

Yes, a helpful person had left a trolley in the hall.  The children were having a lot of fun climbing on it and then pushing each other on it.  I tried to get my two kids off but their peers wanted to continue.  Despite the efforts that my sister had made to entertain the children they were having a lot of fun with the trolley.  Unfortunately for them, adults can see the forthcoming dangers so they were not playing for long.

After the party we returned home to try and get homework completed.  Our 7 year old needed to research the River Nile.  With the help of Wikipedia it is not completely finished but, he has made a very good start.  We then needed to listen to the children read, it was now we realised that our son had left his book at school. Our daughter read her’s to daddy, she did her writing homework with me yesterday.

So we are now ready for Monday morning.  The children both went to bed after daddy finally went up and stopped them playing.  They often don’t listen to just me, it takes both of us most nights, to get them to go to sleep.

We are now sat watching Eddie Murphy as Dave, it is a fun film.  I am now going to go and relax and get some rest before Monday again and the on going stress and work of being mum.

For more (and our niece’s birthday party) see, Back to school tomorrow