A few years ago, I saw an idea online to throw a messy party. I immediately began planning for our own.
I'm always telling the kids not to get messy; not to make a mess. But a day where we all purposely get messy? Yes!
Our first ever messy party was a huge success. My two oldest children had 6 friends ranging from 5 to 24 years old over to play with us. My husband and our baby stayed out of the games but took lots of great pictures and video clip.
Boy, did we get messy. We played four or five games, mostly involving whipped cream and chocolate syrup. Everyone had a ball! Our children smelled like spoiled milk for a few days afterwards, but it was worth it.
I decided that Messy Party had to be an annual family tradition. When else would you be able to take fun pictures like this?
This time we had 6 adults (my parents, my sister and her husband, my baby brother, and myself) and 7 children playing. My dear husband sacrificed again by being the designated photographer. My youngest, then 22 months old discovered the joys of Messy Party and enjoyed eating the remnants of our jello fight. It was awesome.
My "baby" brother gave me a kind hug thanking me for planning Messy Party. It was so sweet.
So, when I started thinking through a blog, I kept coming back to Messy Party. I can't think of enough posts about Messy Party to sustain a blog (nor would I want to), but Messy Party sounds a lot like life.
Our family is messy. We make messes, both figuratively and literally. Not every day, or even close to it, is a party, but we have so much to celebrate.
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