Katie begged for a birthday party this year, being that she's turning the 'big thirteen' and that she's never had a birthday party (yes, you heard right, I'm a seriously derelict mom, apparently). I agreed, on the condition that she do all the cleaning/getting ready/decorating, and that I would provide pizza, sodas, and cake (don't scold me, Sue, I know it's not healthy, but it's EASY, and that's what I was shooting for here).
Today's the big day--she invited all the kids in her class, and 18 of the 20 are coming. The house is clean, Richard and Katie are working on the back porch and yard, and Joel and his friend are (grudgingly, at least on Joel's part) helping. The party goes from 3:30 to 8:30, and the kids are going to play football and volleyball out in the yard, swing on the rope swing, hang out on the back and side patios listening to music and eating and talking, play board games, and (maybe) watch I Am Legend, which Katie says will make everyone cry.
It's going to be an outdoorsy, "play" kind of birthday party, to celebrate Katie's big milestone.
I am so relieved that a) I don't have to hover over them, because I hate doing that and it would only make me nervous, and b) I don't have to structure the party and come up with things for them to do, because I'm not good at that.
Katie the Cruise Director has it all under control. (We used to call her that when she was little, and it still fits :)