Fun Times In Camelot: Party Time!

Well, schools finally out. I say finally, but in reality, it seems like it just started. I'm sure if you asked the boys about that, they would say that I was nuts. It's funny how differently time is perceived when you are young.

Last Friday marked the final school day, so I decided to attend Christopher's kindergarten end of the year party. Let me tell you, there is nothing like spending a sweaty hot morning outside with 125 screaming, sugar fueled 5 and 6 year old kids. Whatever they pay those dear teachers, it's not enough.

Christopher really had a blast while I was there. It started off with a hula hoop contest.

Fortunately, Christopher didn't win. I don't know, it would just bother me for some reason if my son was the "hula hoop champion". Luckily, there were a couple of little girls in his class that had spent far too long learning the delicate art of keeping a hula hoop spinning. I started to think that we might be there for the entire day waiting for the contest to end. I think one of the final two girls just got bored, or spent too long staring at the awaiting ice cream truck. She finally just stopped. Once that happened, the other girl stopped, and it was time for the "limbo line".

Watching 5 and 6 year old kids do the "limbo" is just downright funny. It would probably be a good idea the next time to actually explain to the kids what you are supposed to do. As it happened, they just told the kids to "go under the bar without hitting it". Well, Christopher certainly improvised.

Hey, as far as he knew, he was well within the rules, and he certainly did not touch the bar. Way to go quick thinker!!!

Next, it was time for the class picture. Hmmm.....lets see........last day of school.......minimum supervision.........okay kids....say cheese.....

After the class picture, the kids went to the ice cream truck, and picked out their favorite frozen treats. Christopher of course gravitated to the Pink (Strawberry) Blue Bell ice cream cup. Did you have any doubt? As he was enjoying his pink prize, his teacher Mrs Strange, stopped by to tell him how much she was going to miss him. It was sweet.

I left shortly after their ice cream break. Hey, they were hyper enough before the treat break, I did not want anything to do with the aftermath.

Saturday rolled around and that meant Aidan's post season tournament was starting. He had a 10:30am game against a pretty good team, The Indians. The Indians lead the league in hitting and runs scored. The Express would have to play an error free game to advance. Aidan got the start on the mound and everything was going well until.........the second batter. Yep, 4 pitches 1 out on the first batter, and then the errors started. I can tell you, nothing gets to Aidan more than throwing great pitches and getting batters to hit little slow rollers that the infielders boot. It happened over and over. Aidan pitched two innings, and struck out 4. The team ended up losing 12-5. The season was over.

Because the season was over, that meant the team could have their "end of the season" party. They were all pretty excited about that. We had the party at the neighborhood pool of one of his teammates. Everybody had lots of fun, and ate lots of pizza. Here is Aidan after he knocked a little three year old girl off her floaty and stole it from her..............................no not really.......but it looks like it....;-)