Mermaid princess disco party, we did not eat the dogs and the cats

 

The gate ,left opened ,welcomed neighborhood visitors to the most splendid Disco, Mermaid Princess party ever held on this planet. 

Many children filled the yard in various interpretations of fancy dress. My favorite was a little boy named Shiloh, never falling out of character. He is a  Tyrannosaurus, consistently. His Mom said that he has even refused to clean his room...because his arms are too tiny...That is the best imaginative excuse ever! 

The sun came out for the afternoon , About ten large pizzas were consumed along with fruit and veg, cupcakes, apple crumble and ice cream. 

 Disco was in the living room separated from the normal world by a silver  curtain. To enter one must have their hand stamped by the Boss Of The Disco (Flora) and must also get a stamp to exit. Emmett had the most stamps of anyone- on hands, face and arms. Not that he entered and exited the most, just that he likes stamps. 

  

There was some dancing going on but mostly there was play- One child pretty much stayed on a wild rocking horse in the center of the disco. Some children just rolled around on the floor. Some avoided that room altogether preferring outdoor play. All of the kids were little gems- the parents ;cooler than cucumbers- a good time was had by all. 

The dogs made out like bandits-  children left half eaten pizza, dropped in favor of found plums on the ground.  Presents were opened, SO MANY!!
 

Candles blown out, wishes made, a MOM made crown worn. 

AND THEN- the neighbor , unaware that Flora was having her Birthday in the yard- used his GD jackhammer right there across the fence to remove concrete. He was wearing sound cancelling ear protectors so could not hear the children yelling at him to stop, nor noticing the Dads lined up at the fence trying to get his attention. It went on far too long a  FUCKING JACK HAMMER!!!  One of the smaller kids, a baby really , was sent screaming and crying in fear ( painful  sound abuse ) across the yard . There was no where to go to avoid that damned hammer!

I think that John finally went over to Jeff's to ask politely if he could postpone his jack hammering activity until 6:00, when the party began to dissipate.  

I said my goodbyes, hugs and kisses and "I love you's" - " see you at the next Emily event...That woman can organize a party like no one ever!  Two little children , so many events - child camps and activities during the week, plus working,  plus going to school to achieve her Masters Degree in biological sciences, plus keeping up  household maintenance -plus PT, plus the gym, plus getting groceries and dinner on the table for her family. Plus the usual shite one has dealing with youngin's- doctor visits, illnesses, sibling disagreements...you know how it goes.....the girl is unstoppable, I swear ! There is  minor  concern about "burn out" - Emily is  strong and so together I trust that she will know when to just say "NO".

 

Leaving you with "Grandad Ben, from SouthHampton, as white and toothless as any good Brit should be"; a sunflower that popped out suddenly, and a refreshing bit of rain  to ease your parched brains. 

 

Another cool morning up here in our bubble. Quiet Sunday drizzle.

Joanne died the morning of Flora's Birthday and as Fresca said -"Seems like a fair exchange" .

Oh, and the little raccoon family returned minus the injured baby...It went to be with Joanne I reckon.