A. turned 7 earlier this week and we celebrated on a Saturday morning, so we could have waffles and bacon and sit around in our pjs all morning.
The games (mostly) followed the pajama theme, and there was pin-the-pj-bottoms-onto-the-kid and guess-how-many-fruit-loops-are-in-the-jar, and musical pillows and bedtime charades. The kids all seemed to love it, A. enjoyed the excuse to eat many different varieties of sweets in the course of a single morning, and I loved the part where I got the whole afternoon off. Morning parties are just the best.
Thanks for having a birthday, AM! We all know that seven-year-olds are actually the best.