So a few days before Christmas I hosted a cookie-decorating party for Jett, Kai, and about 15 of their friends. I was really excited about it. We started making snowflakes to hang on the windows. I bought cookies and frosting. I baked. I sent out the invitations. Realizing that kids were going to be decorating and eating cookies on the ground, I furiously scrubbed my floor. Three days later we had a party.
We had 5 stations: pretzel sticks (dipped in chocolate and rolled in sprinkles), decorating tiny gingerbread men (Jett insisted on having gingerbread men), decorating big cut-out sugar cookies, frosting Nutter Butters to look like snowmen (complete with coconut to look like snow), and cutting out Rice Krispy treats with holiday-shaped cookie cutters. Thankfully every parent there was willing to man a station as the kids, for the most part, traveled from one to the other.
My most brilliant idea of the day was to give each child a paper plate and crayon and have them write their name on a plate as soon as they arrived. Every time they finished decorating a cookie, an adult would take their cookie and put it on their plate for them. The plates were set throughout the room wherever we had space - on top of the TV, on our fireplace mantel, and on the window sill.
At the end of the party we moved the tables to the side and all of the kids sat down for cookies and milk. I would have loved to have gotten a picture of this, but Jett, who had really enjoyed the party up until now, was at his wits end not being able to get a break from so many people in our house, so I sat with him and ate a cookie instead.
That's the one thing about hosting a party: I kind of lost track of my kids. I didn't realize that Jett was losing it until he had already lost it. (He recovered quickly). Kai roamed around from table to table eating all of the goods. Well-meaning parents handed him cookies to decorate at each table. He took each cookie and stuffed each into his mouth. While I refilled bowls of sprinkles and washed cookie cutters I caught glimpses of Kai out of the corner of my eye, walking around from table to table, mouth full, cheeks covered in crumbs, clutching a cookie in each hand. He didn't decorate a single one, and he loved every minute of it.
The boys and I had so much fun, we can't wait to do it again. The clean up wasn't so bad either because 1) some of my friends found a way to sweep up the floor even though there seemed to be a million little toes standing on it and 2) all of the remaining sprinkles left my house on everyone's socks. Perfect!
1 comment:
oh my god, that looks so great! i can imagine how much fun you had. i'm so sad that i couldn't be with you - but your blog is wonderful! i love to read it :))
lots of kisses to all of you!
your friend bianca from austria
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