It was a friend-party year for Ryder's birthday (gag). He begged and pleaded that we do it at The Funplex (basically Chuck E Cheese on steroids). Being the totally awesome mom that I am, I allowed it. Being the genius that I am, I scheduled it a week early when Allen was off work and Grandma and Grandpa were in town. Hello built-in babysitters.
Bumper cars was a major attraction during the party.
As was The Foam Frenzy. A three story ball pit full of guns and canons and all other forms of foam ball shooting fun.
The pizza and drinks went down smoothly
And the ice cream cake made for one very satisfied birthday boy.
Ryder got to inside this air-blowing booth and try to stuff as many token checks in the slot as possible in 25 seconds. He ended up earning 5,850 tokens. Which, in case you were wondering, buys a whole load of crap.
Tessa, aka the Garbage Can, finished off every last bite of cake off of every single guest's plate. We love germs.
The last twenty minutes each of the kids got a baggie of tokens to go play games. Mine with their winnings.
Happy Almost 7th Birthday Ryder. You are my most favorite boy in the whole wide world.
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