- caught toads and crawfish in the creek
- went fishing
- played water balloon games
- did target practice with a bow and arrow (gulp!)
- did target practice with a bb gun (double gulp!)
- roasted hot dogs and marshmallows over a campfire (no, you can NOT throw crawfish into the fire!)
- played on the swingset and ran around and played kid games like tag, kick the can, water gun tag, etc
The last kid got picked up at noon, 22 hours after he had been dropped off, and the parent of another birthday kid and I just collapsed into lawn chairs for another hour while our children enjoyed some archery practice without a million other kids in line. I've learned my lesson - never assume that they won't all come, assume that they all WILL COME and limit the guest list! My sensitive, diplomatic son didn't want to leave anyone in his class off the invitation list, but even he admitted to me that there were kids there that he didn't really know.
All's well that ends well, though, and they all had lots of fun. Not a one left without pouting or crying because he/she didn't want to leave.
So, you can understand why I was feeling a bit bedraggled when I got home, and why no real sewing took place this weekend. I took a shower and a nap, and spent the late afternoon finishing another Beverly Connor book (a Lindsay Chamberlain Mystery - it's official, I am now a fan). My brain is too tired to try to come up with a solution to my "make it bigger without having enough fabric" dilemma with my GGG quilt, anyway. So for now, I'm starting another book and getting a full night's sleep before starting the week tomorrow. I wish I could say it was going to be an easy one, but we have an overnight retreat for work midweek. (*sigh*) There is just no rest for the weary.