Being that time of year again, we’ve just had our traditional Halloween NCT party. One of the girls often invites everyone round to their spookily decorated house for the children to play, the adults to chat, and for us all to eat way too much.
N of course, decided beforehand that he didn’t want to go. ‘I don’t like parties, I’m staying on the farm’. No, you’re coming.
I didn’t make him dress up because I knew he wouldn’t want to, but he still had his Frankenstein style t shirt from last year which fitted, so he was happy to get that out and wear it. The other children were all dressed up, including one who insisted on being a (really cute) ballerina. The red pen she managed to get on herself did add to the outfit with a bit of Halloween style blood!
Most of the children just get stuck in and play together. They see each other pretty regularly, even with the 4 year olds now at school. N was happy enough just playing with the toys on his own, and having a nosy at the rest of them when he fancied it.
The food looked brilliant. The children had cool spooky themed party food – I’d taken along a worm ridden jelly to sit alongside the ghost marshmallows, bats, star and ghost sandwiches and witches finger cheese straws. Us adults got to eat lovely pork baps complete with my favourite sage and onion stuffing. Yum.
The children did have some games to play – pin the nose on the witch, act out the spooky action on the card and not forgetting wrapping mummies (or themselves). N didn’t want to join in, but I happily helped wrap one of the other children. It was so funny seeing them jumping around to be in a mummy photo.
After lunch, N was angsty and wanted to play outside. They’ve a beautifully set out garden, but probably not made for around 8-10 children running around.
But the patio doors were opened and out they spilled. The bubbles were out
The dads were out playing, and the cricket and golf sets were out. One of the girls has quite an eye on her for whacking a ball being bowled at her.
One of the dad’s is (or was) a bit of a hockey player, and N’s ‘golf’ action whack caught his eye. Despite the cack handed shot, he was connecting pretty regularly, and even looking at the photos afterwards, my brother (who’s a good golfer) was raving about his natural good swing action. So you never know, come N turning 5, we might look into him starting to play hockey with the youngsters.
It was a lovely few hours, nice to catch up with everyone and see the children, and the outside airing for the kids was a perfect end to the day.
Did you have a halloween party? What did you get up to?
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