At t-minus 20 minutes until party-time, my shaking hands still icing the two-thirds done cake, I looked around the house. It looked pretty fabulous. At that point, I had some uncertainties about whether or not the cake’s decorator could finish the job. My hands continued piping out icing fastidiously. I had stayed up until 2:00am making cake and fondant and fashioning Ninja Turtles out of fondant. It was all worth it to ensure Squeaker had his turtle powered party. My friend, A, acted as the most awesome helper ever, working on making the Sewer Dirt, the Toxic Ooze, and helping clean up the kitchen afterwards while I continued to work with fondant. The Manager had already made the sugar cookies I needed for the cookie bar the next day while we made the turtle masks earlier that evening, so we had no other baking left.
Yes, we stayed up late. So had the kids. Amazingly, the kids slept until almost 9:00 this morning, and we got a late start. The Manager went to get the balloons and streamers to make the turtle balloons with while I finished up the cake and my friend, A, cleaned up the house. My parents and sister arrived about 10 minutes early. Though the cake, at that point, remained about one-sixteenth un-iced on the side, I had almost finished. My mom gave my shaky hands a rest and finished piping on the rest of the icing, I put the turtles on top, we had a finished cake! With the help of my sister, my friend, and my mom, we wrapped-up the set-up job fairly quickly. I just had clean up the counters and the table and set out the things we had made last night. The Manager had gone to retrieve pizza (a Ninja Turtles’ staple) for the party, so I greeted guests while waiting on him.
How did the party itself go? Awesome! We had four children on the spectrum at the party, including my son, and sixteen children altogether, so we had no shortage of noise or activity. Squeaker coped by putting his headphones on fairly quickly. We had one young man with a fear of dogs and I dealt with that by covering up my huge double glass doors with a sheet so the dog became invisible to us and we became invisible to the dog. We had no major meltdowns at the party; a huge feat considering the amount of people at the party. I’m really proud of how Squeaker handled himself today! After he opened his presents, he would not allow anyone to touch them, but he held himself together really well instead of self-injuring when other children approached him. Perhaps his anxiety medication has his emotions under control more than we think, so he doesn’t have the level of insecurity he used to have in these situations.
The kids liked wearing the masks for about 5 minutes, but I didn’t spend a bunch of money on the them, so that’s good. I wore mine for the whole party (awesome way to cover up dark circles from lack of sleeping). Squeaker did really, really well moving forward with opening his presents, but looked genuinely shocked every time he got passed a new one, as if he couldn’t believe he had more, even though bags remained on the table. Right now, he is currently not sleeping in his bed with his Ninja Turtles and his Shredder. He has the full collection now. He could not be happier. Also, my child gets truly happy over Ninja Turtle socks. I know that he will wear those puppies to school on Monday along with this new shirt. He racked up on all kinds of good stuff. A punching bag, monster truck, all kind of Ninja Turtle gear, coloring book with paint set, and a Ninja Turtle motor bike. What a lucky kid!
It felt really good to enjoy his birthday party. Moreover, I know I went kind of over-the-top with decorations and theme this year, but I had lots of help and I am so glad that it went over well. The biggest success, by far? The cookie bar. Kids loved going and making their own individual cookies. And, hey, after they loaded themselves up on sugar, they went home with their own parents. I’m good with that. 😉
I guess now Big Guy’s party will need to rock just as much as Squeaker’s. Yikes!