Yesterday was the 11th year we haven’t killed the Bean yet, accidentally or otherwise. Bear in mind that Katy’s only been out of the hospital one week to the day, she’s done a superb, masterful, exceptional job of getting all the logistics organized. We invited a bunch of Ben’s friends to an indoor trampoline park where they could jump around for an hour, then have cake and drinks. It was like herding cats at times, but she got there in the end and every one seemed to have a good time.
The actual number of people that showed up was still unclear up to the last possible moment. We’d booked for 10 officially, but Ju,mppark said that it would be ok to get one or two more people in. Ben sent 12 invitations, but some people couldn’t because of prior commitments, so he sent out more invitations. We had 12 kids in total. Then two kids had gym/athletics accidents on the day before and the actual day of the party… so yeah, fun. We swapped cars with Roko to borrow his 7-seater (which was amusing because Katy’d never driven an automatic before) and we had two other moms helping out with the transportation. The cake got lots of praise, with several people asking where we’d bough it (nowhere, it’s homemade, bitches, booyah!).
We were completely frazzled when we got home after dropping off a couple of kids, but the child was happy and had had a good time, so I guess all the effort was worth it – even if he doesn’t realize just how much work was involved in all of it.
