The World's Messiest Birthday Party!

Today, Lacie and Leslie went to their friend Jordan's 6th birthday party. When the invitation said, "Don't come dressy, cause we're gonna get messy!" I knew fun was in store. This party is only for those who can handle total chaos and mess, but was so worth it. I overheard one of the kids run up to Courtney, Jordan's mom, and tell her, "This is the BEST birthday party ever!"

First, the kids decorated garbage bags that they wore as smocks:

Second, they played a game called "Alphabet Soup." They had cans of real alphabet soup and water in a wading pool, and the kids had paper plates. They had to dig through the soup to find as many words as they could.


Third, they played spaghetti toss. Jeff and Courtney had a huge ice chest full of noodles and an economy size can of spaghetti sauce. The kids had partners and had to toss the spaghetti to their partner and collect it in their containers. Needless to say, this just turned into a spaghetti food fight.

Next, they played "Cheeto Face." Each child put on shower caps and goggles for this one. They had whipped cream on their face and tossed cheese balls onto each other to see if they would fit on their face.

Last, they played with flour bombs. Each child had 15 flour bombs (kleenex with flour balled up in it) and had a free-for-all throwing it at one another.

Here is a shot of the whole birthday party crew.

While this was something I am definitely not brave enough to have at my house. The girls had a ball! It was funny because a few of the kids didn't want to play the messy games, but not mine. They LOVED it. One last shot of the messy girls before they piled in the car and went straight into the bath!
On a side note, I'm not sure if you can tell from the pictures, but the girls got about 5 inches cut off their hair today. We fought every morning over tangles and hair-brushing, so I finally convinced them (and their daddy who loves their long hair) that it was time to get it cut off. They look so cute!

Also, Rupert (our only surviving fish) died yesterday. We had another toilet-flushing funeral, and we are officially pet-less.