Shockingly, despite being hastily rescheduled, most of the invitees ended up coming and the kids seemed to have a grand old time. What surprised me the most, however, was how comfortable the other parents seemed to be with "Oh hi, nice to meet you, here's my kid for two hours." I mean, I know that I am not secretly running a sweatshop out of my basement powered by child labor under the guise of playdates but they don't. Total, only one other mom stayed to hang out which was cool but after observing six kindergarteners running around my house house, I can see why the other parents left.
Calder's chosen theme was Outer Space which is totally within his pattern of completely obsessing over some or several things and then when asked what he wants his party/room/gift to be, going in a completely unexpected direction. Feeling holiday exhaustion, I didn't got all out Pinterest on his party and just ordered a bunch of stuff online. Which, whatever, he doesn't care. Only I do. Like usual, I bought too much food and my kids were more than happy to be eating taco dip for lunch the next three days. Who doesn't want to eat taco dip? Calder's friends, apparently.
The only planned activity was the pinata which would maybe explain why a floor hockey game eventually broke out in my living room while the boys took turns playing Calder's new Skylanders game. If you are going to have a conversation with a six year old boy, I highly recommend learning the names of a few Skylanders first, just in case. I have to say, there was something kind of humorous about repeatedly saying, "Let me go grab another stick" as kids wandered in and the hockey game slowly grew in size. We have an obscenely large number of child-sized hockey sticks at the ready, is what at I am saying.
Having a ton of extra sticks on hand is really convenient when your jerryrigged pinata fails to stay hung after only two feeble whacks. Plus, it seems more egalitarian to let the kids all go to town on it with hockey sticks all at the same time. Nor hurt feelings and no hurt eyes. Shockingly.
Calder and his friends all seemed to have a good time even if I maybe felt a bit for the lone girl to show and the experience has led to a handful of playdates with a couple of the attendees. These playdates consist of more playing Skylanders and less beating things with hockey sticks so all is well.