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Spiderman's mother

Gerhard and I are fairly liberal people.  We do not cringe when Liam says things like "friggen", "Shit" and the like.  We do not teach our kids to call adults by that horrible title of "Oom" and "Tannie", we let Liam watch some TV, Liam had sweets before he turned one, you catch my drift.

The one thing that we did not introduce Liam to is Spiderman, Ben 10 and other super heroes and violent characters.  So imagine my surprise when I asked Liam at the beginning of the year what sort of party he wanted for his third birthday and he matter of factly tells me a Spiderman party.  The shock and horror, I tried to negotiate, what about Buzz Lightyear, Thomas the Tank Engine, all characters that I am happy for my almost three year old to associate with.  No, Spiderman it was.

I tried for many months to change his mind, but to no avail.  As the 27th of June 2011 creeps closer, Liam's mind is more set than ever before.  So a super hero party is on the cards, despite the fact that the venue I booked and paid for already has a Thomas that actually takes the kids for rides.

I am now ordering Spiderman cakes, cupcakes, searching the Internet for invites, and I am cringing.  Having a Spiderman party for Liam feels like having a Barbie party for Luka when she turns one.  A doll with boobs is just not appropriate for small girls, Spiderman is just too grown up and violent for my three year old!  Last year was a fire engine theme, the year before that was a sad un-themed affair as I only knew three kids (Liam, his uncle Natan and his one friend Tiaan).  So Spiderman is just too much for me at this stage. 

Well, I have now decided that if you cannot beat them, join them, so Spiderman it is.  Super hero's and all the kids (and adventurous adults) must come dressed as their favourite super hero.  Me, I will be a Powder Puff Girl, you see I am still a tad on the chunky side :) Luka, well she is Spiderman's baby sister, so she will be Luka.

I am too scared to ask Gerhard what he wants to be, you see I suspect my husband has a secret yearning to be Batman and being sleep deprived as we still are, I am scared that he will get so engrossed in being Batman that he might just take over the party, ah, to be three again!

Meanwhile, while I am chatting to all of you, Luka had 4 good nights in a row, where she woke 4 hourly, so we feel like human beings again, although last night was difficult as she seems a bit on the snotty side.  Now if only Gerhard was Batman and Liam Spiderman they could have used their super x-ray eyesight to check her chest.  Would have saved me R500 that I will pay the paediatrician at 3 this afternoon...paranoia never really leaves even after the baby is born.  Bliss. 

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