He particularly liked the water gun Sam had chosen for him. We took it on our family dog walk later in the morning, after a traditional cake breakfast.
|the traditional birthday cake|
The water gun has a biggish reservoir and the water lasted for a while.
Then James had a good swing on his favourite swings, overlooking his land.
After our walk, James asked every three minutes when his friends would arrive. The answer ranged from two hours to five minutes to now.... James discovered climbing when we went camping in Kinlochleven back in May and he wanted to take a few of his friends climbing instead of the usual Birthday party in the house. We chose to go to the Glasgow Climbing Centre, which is a converted church where both Sam and Annie regularly climb with Scouts. It is good value for money and the coaches are very competent. At 2 pm, four exited children arrived at the house. We decided to give them a snack of cake and we also sang Happy Birthday.
|the climbing wall cake|
Then Annie and I herded them up and drove them to the climbing centre, where we handed them over to a coach for almost two hours. Annie and I read our books in the balcony cafe. It was rather nice.
Because every Birthday party requires food, preferably food that is not often eaten otherwise, we took them to McDonalds for a happy meal. Luckily they all got the same Minion figure! Richard, Sam, Alistair and Olivia met us there 'for support' although I am fairly certain some just wanted fries and needed an excuse.
Richard, Olivia and I had a proper dinner later, vegetarian stuffed peppers, lambs ear salad and strawberries because we are goodie two shoes (but we all had fries for starters, as you do). After the feast, Annie and I dropped all the party guests off at their home.
The party was a great success and for once, the house didn't look like a bombsite. Must keep this in mind next time we have a Birthday. By that time, James was exhausted and a few tantrums ensued but bedtime was near and he went to bed a happy boy.
Today, a mature eight year old, James was allowed to go to the local Spar all by himself to buy a loaf of bread. This is a traditional family rite of passage. It involves crossing a small road and is the ultimate test of ones maturity. He passed with top marks and even remembered to buy the bread. Another tradition is height measurement. James grew a lot since his last Birthday. I did of course know this because all his trousers are too short.
Here's to another year of growing and being a happy little boy James!