IT’S MY PARTY AND I WILL CRY IF I WANT TO…….

That was the theme of Katherine’s fourth birthday.
We had been invited to Katherine’s big O-4. Her birthday is September 4th. Her party was the following Saturday from 2 to 4 o’clock. Well it was also the day before our big day of the child celebration so I had a lot on my plate. We got there right at two and I had planned on leaving at four to work on the celebration for the next day.
I admit I was thinking of this party as a little bit more of an obligation than a chance to celebrate the life of a sweet little girl that I have watched grow from a tiny little baby into a sweet little spoiled princess. In fact I would have to say that I have had a pretty big hand in the spoiled part. I do love this little one.
Well back to the party. Katherine has been so very ill lately, breathing problems, fevers, flu, I was worried about Dengue Fever for a while. She now has an eye infection. But all that to say she was not herself that day. I went into the house at 2 and found that Enedia and Katherine were out getting the cake. At 3 she gets there. I should have taken into account that it was Enedia and arrived accordingly. Everyone else did. The party was quite large, all of the neighbors, the kitchen ladies and kids and a few friends. The room was about the size of an average bedroom and we were packed like sardines and even spilling out into the hallway.
We had a nice dinner of arroz con pollo. And then the real fun began with the piñata. Well poor Katherine had been somewhat fussy and when everyone started to clobber “her” strawberry shortcake she lost it.
A couple of dozen people, a little room, and a big wooden stick. Yeah you get the picture it wasn’t pretty. Nicol came up to hit and did pretty good. The piñata came down and bopped her on the face. She dropped the stick and ran to hide her face on my lap. I thought at first she was just embarrassed but then I felt the warm wet feel of blood dropping on my foot and noticed the floor covered in it. I pulled her head up and blood was gushing out of her nose. Someone called her mom who came on the run with her baby sister at her breast. She thrust the baby at Alora and gathered Nicole who had started screaming as soon as she saw her mother, up and took her out. That left us with a screaming baby who did not understand why she was so rudely dislodged from her meal. Nicole was fine and the bleeding stopped but the party never paused. Delmar came up to bat. Now he is a big boy and all of the kids were ready for candy. They were hopping up and down and cheering. Delmar grins, cocks the stick back ,and takes a huge swing and he hits………….Fernando right on the head. Thank goodness it was Fernando because he is the only one with a head hard enough to have lived. He does have a dip in the top of his head now but we feel it adds character.
We finally finished the piñata with only minimal damage and had a piece of cake. It was an eventful day. I was able to leave after we cleaned up at around 6:30. It sounds like a crazy party and it was but I did get to spend a little while loving on my special gal.
The following photos are a few glimpses of her as we have watched her grow. Where does the time go?