Let them eat cake!
The twins just turned eleven. Both were waiting for
acceptance letters from Hogwarts (always sent on one’s eleventh birthday). I
overhead whispered discussion between them about what they would do if one of
them received an acceptance letter and the other didn’t. I think Adam said he
would forfeit his place at the school but Royce thought she would go without
him and visit us on holidays. Well, those hard decisions are behind them. No one
received a letter and honestly, everyone is relieved. Fair is always best in
Adam and Royce’s world.
This year Royce’s birthday was first up on Saturday. And she
had a Harry Potter themed sleep over. We love Harry Potter. It is the
book/movie series that just keeps coming. It seems to me that this might be the
third go around of Potter fever at our house and I love it. Anything mostly
inspired by a book is okay by me. We made wands, sorted the girls into houses
and held a few Hogwarts classes. Potions class was a favorite but we shut it
down early when one girl made something that smelled pretty bad. All things
Potter had a huge assist from the twins’ godmother, visiting for the 3rd
birthday party in a row. Not only did she get us to the Harry Potter Studio in
London last fall but she crafted the golden snitch cake; gold and winged!
Adam’s birthday party was second this year and meant to be a
baseball party. Unfortunately, Adam broke his foot the week before so we
amended the theme a bit. At school, Adam told one of his teachers that he was
on the “injured reserve” and it stuck. We had an “I.R” party with the integral
component of the party being a mock NFL draft. We still grilled burgers and
glugged Gatorade and had tons of fun. Adam found out the day of his party that
Andrew Luck was in town. He wanted to go look for him in town but ultimately
decided to stay for his party and friends.
All in all, we had a fun celebratory weekend. The twins’ actual birthday was a school day
with cupcakes at school but also homework and swim practice. However, Adam got
one more surprise. He got his cast off. This is actually a surprise gift for us
all. No more Adam complaining that he can’t go play ball!