Armageddon of all birthdays

So Natey man turned six...on 6/6.

*666*

So it was only fitting that we celebrated with the Armageddon of all birthdays.

He kept asking for a space party 

(thanks to a school library book about the universe).

I wasn't going to do much with a new baby and all,

but my mother's guilt took over since I hadn't done a friend party

for him for a couple years.

So heaven help me....I caved.

And we had a party.

Yes, I am certifiably insane.

We started with the sprinkle pancakes...since they are always a favorite.

We opened some gifts before school ...

Thank. you. Spencer.

You made this a classic, 

dare I say timeless shot, we will cherish for generations.

Here are the invites for the shindig.

(And here is where I stole my idea).

We made these "astronaut trainee" shirts with printable iron-on paper.

Coolest invention evah! 

Hehe....They look like I put them all in time out!

Astronaut fueling station...

If I ever regretted not doing a science fair with a replica of the solar system in middle school...

I got over it thanks to this.

The goods.

a.k.a. the favor boxes.
(sshhh..the boxes were free courtesy of USPS...for real..I didn't steal)

My attempt at a moon cake.

And a little store bought goodness for the non-chocolate lovers.

(pure blasphemy)

Here is a little sampling of the astronaut training...

I think I underestimated how umm..."energetic" 7 six year-old boys can be.

I will NEVER make that mistake again. 

Just watch this.

Tranquilizing Aliens with the trusty Nerf gun.

And the Pièce de résistance...

we ended with a rousing game of Pass the Parcel.

(or pahs the pahsal as Nate would say).

It is a little tradition we picked up while living in England.

It was the favorite game by far!

So as crazy as all the boys were, I am glad we did the party.

Nate made some new neighborhood friends,

and I am officially in party retirement.

Ben is happy.