Knitting. Umm, yeah. This summer has been really busy and I'm working on a baby blanket that shows no signs of growing despite working on it regularly. But I did just have an awesome Lego birthday party for John. These things all took much longer to make than I'd planned, but he was so excited about them that it was worth it.
This is what started the whole party idea -- a Lego pinata filled with Legos. I liked the idea so much that when John insisted he wanted a Kung Fu Panda party I stonewalled on buying anything until he changed his mind. It's a mega box of diapers with cylinders cut from cornmeal boxes on top, all covered in blue tissue paper. I made it a pull string pinata since breaking corrugated cardboard with a bat probably wouldn't have worked. I did add one bag of candy, since it is a birthday party after all.
The kids all really liked it. They probably spent five minutes picking up all the little pieces and everyone got enough to build a small project. (Ignore my messy bookshelves. The kids did.)
Because I love them so much it's not a birthday without a bunting. Although lego fabric apparently does exist, I didn't feel like buying it off ebay, so we went with a paper bunting this year. My knit group thought I was just a bit nuts for working on this all of Thursday night.
The John-as-Lego-logo sign completed the mantle, as did John's prized Lego AT-AT.
I like to do little projects with the kids, so I had them make their own mini figures from a blank one I made. Pete is of the Rothko school with big blocks of color. John is more traditional.
Then came the Lego cake. I followed these directions, which did say that it would take 3 hours to make, which should have been fair warning to start before 9 p.m. the night before the party. Add to that the hot kitchen which gave me some frosting consistency issues and you get a so-so result. I went to bed triumphant at 1 a.m. with eight completed Lego brick cakes in my refrigerator. The kids quite liked them even with the incredibly uneven frosting job.
The party went so well I couldn't believe it. Last year was sort of crazy, but I'm wondering if kids just grow up a lot from four to five. After everyone went home, the boys hit the leftovers and Pete finished off one of the party trays I'd made. Hey, who needs a separate plate?
