Side note: When One declared that I could dress as a Jedi I was firmly informed, "No Dad! Star Wars isn't real, this party is about the real planets and real space!" She then went on to wear her googly antennas and be a Martian for the duration of the party.
So there is nothing as easy as helping to run a party for five year olds while one is coming down with suspected flu (fingers crossed it is not Man-Flu) preceded by a nigh-hallucinatory evening of sleep.
Luckily Salsa Girl had produced her usual consummate party preparation without which all would be lost, and all one had to do was help out here and there and be pummelled and hounded by five year olds as the incredibly Space realistic Green Monster Daddy for 3 hours.
The all-over body aches persist today for some reason so one's week long recovery period begins forthwith.
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