Ben was the ringmaster, obviously! I drew on his mustache with mascara and the cape is my new favourite idea - old shirts with the fronts cut off leaving only the collar and back fabric. We ended up giving them to all the children as prizes and they were a hit! My mum had very sweetly made all of them and such an easy, environmentally friendly gift - win win!
I wanted to be a ringmistress, but since we only have one top hat, Ben wore it so I morphed into a sort of circus gypsy who was having a slight identity crisis - loved my outfit nonetheless, even if it wasn't totally in keeping with the theme. And you may recognise I am wearing the same jacket that Oslo was wearing in his invite - stuffed myself into it!
The most popular game of the day was the striker. The kids loved flexing their muscles to see if they could ring the bell. Oslo figured out the physics of it pretty quickly and was ringing the neighbourhood down.
Our dear neighbours came to help out with the party. Caroline and her friend, Isabella, ran the spin to win game. It was a hoot - slightly embarrassing that we were encouraging gambling, but the stakes were peanuts so figure not too naughty, no? The kids convinced the big girls that if if landed on either "prize" or "bonus" that they would get all the peanuts in the jar.
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