Somewhere along the way on Saturday, Charlie discovered that glass jars, flashlights, and food coloring could produce a disco ball effect.
Probably read it in some stupid book.
Shortly thereafter, a party was being planned. Clara and Charlie prepared a playlist. Games and snacks were decided upon. Outfits were chosen. A schedule was made.
I was not exactly excited about this party. I thought it might last ten minutes at best. The kids would dance to a couple songs then quickly discover that parties require more than disco balls and playlists.
I was wrong.
The kids started out dancing to a handful of songs from their playlist while Elysha and I watched.
This was followed by a high energy game of Taco Cat Goat Cheese Pizza. Elysha won, as always, but Clara was just a single card away. Music continued to play during the game, including Springsteen’s “Thunder Road.”
“I played this one for you, Dad,” Clara said.
Then the kids danced some more. Elysha and I joined for a bit.
This was followed by a game of Simon Says. I’m the greatest Simon of Simon Says history, so the kids had a hard time not getting called out.
Then more dancing. The party ended with Charlie and I dancing to “Dynamite.” Raising our hands in the air. Jumping around. Laughing.
I was actually sad when it was over.
My original thought was for the party to end almost as quickly as it began. Send the kids to bed early so that Elysha and I could watch a movie.
I’m so happy my plans fell apart and it turned out that the kids were right.
