Kid birthday party

No joke- kid birthday parties wipe me out. Even though I spend the party drinking coffee (just coffee... nothing spiked... really), I always feel a bit hung over the next day. Maybe it is all the kid energy? Maybe it comes vicariously through the sugar buzz? Maybe it comes from all the coffee? ;) Despite the wiped out feeling, I am always thankful that they do not happen at our house anymore... up until the age of 2, we are good for home parties. After 2, forget it... and I learned my lesson the hard way ;) Now, I almost throw money at outside party places, shouting with gratitude: Here, have something that feels like a thousand dollars! It is worth every penny not to have this chaos at my house! ;) Well... I don't really say that... but close enough ;)

Yesterday, was Oliver's party.... and today, I feel like I am nursing a kid-party-hangover ;) Guess it was a good party ;)

xox

Sparkle on!

Since this past summer, Oliver has been asking for a sparkle car. This request started at the time that we bought the Honda (which he thinks is his because we first saw it on his birthday). In the beginning, I asked him if it were painted with a special colour. No... that wasn't it... Did it have stickers on it? No. Was it a police car (the lights)? No. Honestly, I had no idea what he was talking about (but that happens often) ;)

Earlier this week, we had to go back to the Honda dealership to visit our lovely mechanic... again... but that is another story :P Oliver asked again if, one day, we could buy a sparkle car. Trying to get to the root of it, I asked him to show me what the heck a sparkle car is. He pointed to the next door dealership. Finally, I got my answer:

He means Subaru!!!! I told him that maybe he can buy it with his allowance when he is 18. It seemed to satisfy him ;)

Keep on Sparkling! ;) xox