At first, this meant that everyone would be making a gift for everyone else. And he had a pretty large guest list. The thought of pulling off a party like this just about sent me into a panic - that's called Christmas, isn't it? I'm only supposed to have to do that once a year, right?!
As I tried to explain this to him and help him come to a little more feasible idea, he decided that maybe everyone should just bring a gift for Micah. Ummmmm...Micah...that's called your birthday.
Finally, we decided that maybe everyone who came to the party would both bring a gift and go home with one.
But by this time, there were about three weeks of school left. With all of our end-of-the-school-year craziness in full swing, I told Micah that we would have to wait until school was out.
So the date was set for June 17th. We set a menu of s'mores and water bottles (with various Crystal Light/Kool-Aid mix-ins). We set a gift limit of "homemade or Dollar Store variety." We got on evite and sent invitations to nearby family and friends. We went to Dollar Tree and picked out gifts. We went to the grocery store and got our food. We set up tables outside and a safe place for a fire. We blew up balloons and made signs.
|(Micah sounded out and wrote this sign with only a small amount of help. We're so proud of him!)|
And after counting down the days...and then the hours...finally it was time to start counting down the minutes.
It was pretty much what you would expect - a group of people, some old friends and family,
others strangers to one another, having a good time outside talking. Roasting marshmallows,
eating s'mores, and getting sticky.
When it was time to exchange gifts, we let the kids draw numbers to decide which order they would get to pick gifts from the table. They were so excited and so eager, they all seemed to like what they got, and it was just fun to watch them enjoy themselves.
Several of the adults participated, too. We just let the kids pass the gifts out however they wanted to. I was so proud of all our grown-ups, they were so frugal and creative! There were veggies from gardens, baked goods, homemade CDs, coupons, and more. So, so, fun.
I would love to say that when it was all over, Micah went to bed with a smile on his face and the satisfaction of knowing that he threw a great party. Because he did throw a great party. But instead, he went to bed in tears.
I won't go into the details, because I think that the main problem was that he was very, very tired. But when it was all over he was saying, "It felt like the world was ending, God is crushing my heart and I'll just be sad forever until I'm like 8 or 9. I just put all that work and it was all for nothing. I don't even like my present." Poor kid.
But he was better after a good night's sleep - and he's already asking to have another gift party... :) Thanks for being such a cool kiddo, Micah!