I’m very close with Ivylad’s sisters, and although they live nearby we haven’t spent hardly any time with them, what with kids in school and work and what have you.
So, tonight, after dinner, they’re coming over with their kidlets and their hubbies. Everyone is supposed to bring a dessert. We’ll pop in a video for the kids and sit around eating cheesecake and drinking wine and/or coffee and catch up. I might pick up a pie, and I’m sure Ivylad will want ice cream.
I always have such a good time with them. It’s going to be fun! Nothing hard like making dinner for twelve people. Just dessert and drinks and fine conversation.
An after dinner party could be as elegant or as laid-back as you like. It’s not that much work, and it would be almost as easy to hold one at mid-week as it would on the weekend.
We had a blast. We munched on banana-nut bread, the kids had pudding with gummy worms, and played hide-and-seek.
We spread caviar and Brie on Triscuits and sipped cinnamon butter-cookie coffee.
One of the little ones bumped her head, and while she was sitting on her mother’s lap being consoled, the Ziploc bag full of ice and water bust open and spilled ice-cold water all over my SIL and her niece. Well, as I said, it’s not a good party until someone needs an ice pack and a change of clothes.
And until you’ve seen a six-year-old girl dance up a storm to Ahab the Arab and Monster Mash and I’m a Lumberjack from Monty Python, well, my friends, you have not sampled the finer things in life.
Sort of related, you reminded me of one of my favorite Christmas '02 moments. One of the kids got the first season American Idol CD as a gift, and a gaggle of them rushed into the family room to play it and dance. I’ll never ever forget my neice Bethann, six at the time with blonde hair so long she could sit on it, wailing her little heart out to a cover of Janis Joplin’s Piece of my heart.
Face all earnestly scrunched up, holding a naked Barbie for a microphone and just screaming “Come on, come on, come on and TAKE IT!!”
Why yes, I plan on playing the video at her graduation party someday, why d’ya ask?