My 5 year old loves throwing parties. Well, she likes pretending she’s throwing parties. She begs me a lot to invite people over for her parties, but usually it’s those “we’re still in our pjs day” or “already 6:00 and I’m trying to figure out what I’m going to make for dinner” nights, so I usually have to politely decline her requests.
She loves throwing surprise parties, too. She’ll tell me, “Mommy, I’m going to make you a surprise birthday party today!” I’m not sure she gets the actual concept of a surprise party. The fact that my birthday is months away doesn’t seem to factor in either.
H regularly asks what holiday is coming next, whose birthday is next, whose birthday is after that and whose birthday is coming after that. My girl is a planner!
My girl also loves making presents and cards for people. She’s constantly coming up with presents for her siblings, us or her cousins. She always wants to give some of her pictures or small trinkets away. I love her generous spirit, but sometimes she just doesn’t realize that although she means well, most people don’t want her half used pencil and a couple random crayons. But I’m not going to crush her giving spirit.
Since she is constantly begging me to let her decorate for a party, I finally gave in a couple weeks ago. I let her get the crete paper, party hats and party blowers out. She used up at least 2 rolls of scotch tape. And she had a blast.
See, this time she wanted to throw a party for Robb the Raccoon. Robb is actually one of her daddy’s stuffed animals from his childhood. And surprisingly he survived those years and all 5 of H’s years and he still has his eyes and ears.