Saturday, March 23, 2013

Gonna Party Like It's Your Birthday

LittleNortherner just turned FIVE! His parents are just as surprised as y'all are that he made it, what with all of the climbing, acrobatics, and general mayhem that he is involved in. To celebrate the occasion, NorthernMommy coordinated a knight-themed birthday party. To be sure, NorthernDaddy does not recommend that. Not the part about having NorthernMommy host a knight-themed party, but the idea of holding a party that is not at a place that does everything for you. Planning and executing a party is exhausting - too many details and things to think about.
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NorthernMommy rented the building, planned the food and drink, did the invitations, lined up help, and performed a zillion other tasks that needed to be done. NorthernDaddy had three tasks: cake, archery, and catapult.
Cake. Cool deal. No sweat!.......Um.....no store within fifty miles can make up a dragon cake? Not even a flat sheet cake with a crummy line drawing of a dragon? Dammit. Looks like it's gonna take some work.
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How did it come out? It came out great, thank you. NorthernDaddy presents Vermont's largest yellow lizard! (If you tell yourself it's a dragon, eventually you'll believe it!) 
 Archery. Easy. Cool deal. No sweat! Scored a nice toy bow and arrow at the store. Need a dragon target to tie into the knight theme. You know, "Slaying the dragon with a trusty arrow...".  Get a poster with a dragon on it, and this one's done! Nobody sells dragon posters - at least not in the stores that NorthernDaddy can go into. Plan B: draw a giant dragon for a target. Oops - forgot that NorthernDaddy can't draw a thing. Last minute store scouring provided a solution: a dragon kite. Done!
 Catapult. We can do that. No sweat! What possessed NorthernDaddy to think that any store would be selling a kid-sized catapult? They don't. They most emphatically do not, and will stare at you like you're an alien if you ask for one. (NorthernDaddy just had a thought; maybe he should have asked for a catapult for a child instead of a child-sized catapult. Maybe they thought he was going to lauch kids....) Gonna have to build this thing. Plans were found (what did the world do before the internet?), and there was only one problem. The catapult in the plans would launch a tennis ball thirty yards. Hmmmm...take a bunch of kids with no sense of caution and set them loose with a death machine capable of firing ninety feet? Let's find the scaled-down version. Measure, cut, assemble. Done.
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This thing rocks!

 It seemed that things went well and people had fun. A lot of fun - who wouldn't have fun, given the chance to use a bow and a catapult?
 Sorry, one person didn't have too much fun. He kinda jumped around and then lost his head....
 
 

 
Rest in Peace, Mr. Pinata.
 
 
 
 
 

2 comments:

The Virginia Jeeper said...

Totally AWESOME! You guys did an great job!

Dan said...

Sounds like it was a great party. Fantastic job by both of you!
Hey, you want to come down and orchestrate my next birthday party? Shields, swords, arrows, catapults - sound like an awesome old-guy party.