October 29, 2014 by Fanny | 6 Comments
Dear Ethan and Maya,
A week ago we threw a kids Halloween birthday party for you. All along we called it a kids party because one, it’s A KIDS PARTY, your very first KIDS BIRTHDAY PARTY! Two, we have another 400 parties to celebrate your birthday. Each one deserves a name for easy recognition.
We invited your buddies from school, the usual cast of kids who are in and out of our house, and also our neighbours’ kids. Speaking of our neighbours, I will have to say that we wouldn’t get to know them if not for you guys, especially for those who live 20 houses away. So thank you! Sometimes we wonder how amazing it is that you know all our neighbours who have kids, but they don’t know each other. Like the whole neighbourhood is fully aware of our two kids who bike and scooter to their houses asking for a playdate, and they love it! But they still have a hard time remembering the names of the kids living next to them! If kids had to carry around a resume, yours would mostly include “have successfully befriended the 400 families living miles away that no one even cares to do.”
October in Vancouver is notoriously cold and wet. This year we were lucky to have a warm Sunday afternoon that we could move the party to our backyard. We set out finger food, sweet treats, games, props, decoration, cake and of course PIÑATA – our main event.
Like last time, I made one from scratch. And in order to have it in good shape for keepsake, I refrained from the idea of whacking the piñata, but worked out a mechanism to pull the opening underneath it so the candies would fall out. To make sure it would work as planned, we had it tested by your father. He spent one whole afternoon tying and taping the piñata, filling it up with candies in different weights and pulling it at different heights. And of course yelling in different decibel levels. Couldn’t he just have me hold it while he pulls? Let’s just say that this is your father’s interpretation of a minor computer-cleaning. I asked him to make sure the piñata would work and HE WAS GOING TO MAKE SURE IT WOULD WORK. Just like a normal geeky MBA holder would do!
Now if you wonder how we made these group pictures possible, we dangled the piñata and threatened to kill it and bury all the candies.
Now tell me how many Elsas do you see? Hundreds! Each one you see here contains at least 100 in their heart.
I let you all indulge in a few pieces of candy, but not too many because the main course was up next.
First time you saw the cake, your eyeballs plopped out of your skulls. In fact you had seen everything before the party, you know, the approval! So when you saw all the cake pops and cupcakes that I made for the party, you were like, “IMAGINE NOT HAVING TO EAT DINNER! IMAGINE NOT HAVING TO EAT DINNER!” Yep! That’s right. Dessert that does not require eating anything containing nutritional value beforehand. I didn’t have the heart to tell you that when you are old enough to be in charge of your own meals, you will have the opportunity to do this EVERY SINGLE DAY.
I know I know you are extremely proud of your mother at this point. What’s more? You know I normally dress up as “that woman who blogs” for Halloween. This year I decided to change a little bit.
Same as your father who decided to dress up as an auto worker named Mike who loves to chase kids around with a knight mask…
Turned out you thought this was the best three hours of your lives. And even though we threw this party not as a prize for hard work or as a celebration of some breakthrough, it was just as meaningful to witness your reaction, to watch childhood play out in front of us, to hold your innocence in our hands for a couple of hours and relish in how it made us all feel a little less jaded and preoccupied with useless noise.