We have had a Pirate Party! Mr 6 had his birthday on Wednesday, so we had a little family party tea (a tradition arisen from the fact that our children will eat virtually nothing I cook, so a sandwich-crisps-sweets-grab what you want is loved by all). His ‘proper’ party was today.
Mr 6 had never really had a party before. Four friends round to visit, at an age at which they all just played individually is not quite the same as a room full of rowdy school kids. We had originally planned to have a few friends round at our house, but when we went down the class list and he couldn’t decide on anyone to leave out, we gave in. We hired the church hall, and planned some party games.
That’s the great thing about having a strong theme, like pirates. The games become much easier to plan. We played:
Islands: When the music stops, pick a colour coded island. I pick a coloured ball, anyone on that colour island is out. last one in wins.
Rat catchers: Divide the children into teams. Shake a crate full of ball-pit balls out, first team to get all their balls back in the crate wins.
Shark island: Create a newspaper island. When the music stops, the children have to escape from the shark by getting onto the island. Make the island smaller each time so eventually only one child can fit on it.
Scurvy sea dogs: Scurvy sea dogs need their fruit! Get that crate of ball-pit balls out again. Each team has to one by one collect ‘fruit’ to bring back to their team. Only what they can carry in their hands. The team with the most fruit at the end of the time wins.
Pass the booty: Well, you’ve all heard of pass the parcel, haven’t you? Sadly, the Americanisation of our culture meant that the five and six year olds found the word ‘booty’ HI-LA-RI-OUS.
Fix a pirate: Children in pairs, one a doctor, one a pirate, each pair with a roll of toilet paper. First pair to get the pirate completely bandaged head to toe wins.
That filled the hour up quite well. What I hadn’t been prepared for, as our family is quite possibly among the quietest in England, is that children are NOISY. I haven’t shouted so much to be heard ever in my life. I didn’t know I could shout that loud. Miss 12 can’t. She had wanted to run the first game, but simply couldn’t make herself heard.
What Miss 12 had done, and done excellently, was decorate cupcakes. She spent yesterday evening creating a whole sea of little islands.
I am now so glad it is over! Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I did it, and I’m glad Mr 6 has now had a traditional party games type party, but I think it will be the last one. Boys are so much more boisterous than girls, and I won’t attempt to control half a class once they’re a little bit older (particularly under the watchful eyes of 15 other parents).
Mr 6 had a blast. I hope the other children did too. It’s definitely been a day to remember.