I am really not a Spur-Party person there is just something about it I find a little cheap-and-well-not-so-cheerful for kids parties – I don’t know why, I just do. I like to plan extravaganzas. I have made a silent pact with myself to never have a Spur party for my kids as long as I can avoid it.
This year I planned a great Princess Party for Georgia’s fifth. I booked a great venue and pretty much had it all planned. I just had to do the invites and the small details.
Georgia then piped up that she wanted a Spur party.
Some times it does help to just ignore the wishes of your child and continue on your merry way. However Georgia is not one of those people who you can just ignore and act like they never said anything. She is the insistent memory-like-an-elephant variety.
I tried to explain that we can go to the Spur ANY TIME – and really we do – at least once a week – the party I have planned included a castle, go karts and ponies and so many cool things. But Georgia was not interested and insisted that a Spur party was the answer.
I thought okay, maybe I can sell it up a bit and have all the kids dressed as cowboys and Indians – at least then I could use the excuse as to why the Spur seemed a good venue, but it was not to be. She still insisted she wear her fairy outfit – so there I was stuck with a Spur party on my horizon.
We scouted out a few Spurs to find one with a good play area, and then booked it.
All things being equal, they are really well organized and just seem keen to help. Spur throws in a cake at no charge, they have face painting and the kids get much more to eat that they need. You actually do not need to do anything – you do not even need to do a party pack – they give a cup that the kids take with them filled with sweets, so it is the easiest party I have ever planned in my life.
So there we were on Saturday celebrating Georgia’s party at the Spur – I have never seen her as excited about any of her parties as she was about that damn Spur party. She spoke about it for about three weeks before, and on the day was so excited it was really very sweet to watch.
What I liked most, was when the moms were all sitting around the spur table, the kids were running around and I ordered a bottle of wine – initially they were all sipping their coffee and reluctant to partake, but it only takes one to say “yes, I will have a little …. and then off we go.”
Life’s rule # 56 – you really should not have to attend a child’s party unless there is wine on offer – or some form of alcohol.
The party was really easy, we had about 8 kids there – which was a damn side easier than the normal 25 I drag along. They had a good time, then after it all, everyone stood up, said goodbye, I did not have to clean up anything, and we decided to sit down for lunch – yes, still at the Spur!!
So I take back all the things I have said about the Spur, and think that if Isabelle is not careful she might be getting a Spur party in the next three to four years.