Missy recently attended her first birthday party (well, that we know of). I was looking forward to it too as it meant 2 hours off from Missy's attention-seeking, and 2 more hours where I could get to know some more of the mums from school.
The theme was Princess, Pirate and Super Heroes and needless to say Missy went as a Princess. Luckily we had all the necessary gear so I didn't have to spend out on more fancy dress.
I was a little apprehensive as to how Missy would cope with food time and also wondered how she would be generally. Would she be unhappy I was staying at the party, would she growl at me if I spoke to her, would she play nicely with the other party-goers?
As it happens, the party went swimmingly as far as I was concerned. Missy was really looking forward to it and, if she had her way, we would have been at the party house at midday rather than 3pm. Once there, Missy was happy to join in straight away with dancing and playing and seemed to fit in really well. She didn't mind when I suggested she take her princess shoes off and happily let me re-arrange her crown. Unlike the school disco, she seemed relaxed although didn't take a great deal of notice of the kids entertainer when she tried to explain about the games. During musical bumps, Missy was second to be out and the mums loved the way the entertainer picked the last one standing and said "well done, come and sit here" without making them feel like they'd lost.
I got to speak with a few more mums which was good and I now feel more comfortable about speaking to them at the school gate. I did try to make an effort with a mum of one of Missy's best friends and suggested a playdate but she wasn't very forthcoming. With my positive hat on, I just moved on.
When food time came, there was the usual unhealthy party good laid out. Missy actually loves fruit and veg, and things like hummus and rye bread, so I wondered to Daddy later what her friends would think if they came here for a party and found loads of healthy snacks. Haha. Missy was brilliant with her food - she let me help her put food on her plate, she declined some more food when it was offered round, but took a sausage roll and then looked at me with a smile that said "is this ok?". I smiled back. She sat beautifully whilst eating and closed her mouth whilst chewing - lord, I cannot bear people, adults or children, who chew with mouth open or talk with mouth full. I was really pleased with how food time went.
Two hours came and went. Another two inches of snow had fallen. Another step in the right direction for us. There was a tantrum at home later but I'll put that down to tiredness and over-excitement.
In other news, I've given up coffee and re-visiting my large stock of herbal teas (does tea ever go out of date?).