A Spongebob Birthday

The Pea turned three. Yay Pea!!! She had been planning her big day for months. She suckered her grandma into making her a Spongebob birthday cake (thanks Mom!!!). Every conversation she would have with people started like this "My name is blankity blank blank. I'n two. I'n gonna have a Spongebob birday cake. Gwamma's gonna make it. An she's gonna make me a Spongebob thing that we MASH like this" and she would put both of her hands out wide and smack them together. She was talking about a pinata. Which my mom lovingly agreed to make as well.

Keep in mind, the kid had NEVER watched a full episode of Spongebob. She had seen clips on the tv, but had never really watched him. Square and yellow with big round eyes. What kid wouldn't fall in love.




For her gift, she wanted a "teddy-bear present" so we took her to a teddy bear maker in the mall. She flipped out when she realized they didn't come pre-stuffed and we had a royal pain of a time convincing her that they weren't freaky skins that would come after her in the night.



So for the party that night my family and DH's family showed up. We put on Spongebob hats, blew on those little blower thingys and opened presents.



Then we went outside to bash in the pinatas head, or sponge. Whatever. My mom had made the pinata really weak on purpose because six-year olds and three-year olds would be the ones to take a whack at it. Well, apparently weak in the eyes of a grandma isn't the same as weak for little kids. They whacked and whacked and whacked. Nada. Finally my little brother took the stick and beat the living daylights out of poor Spongebob's brains...not that he had a lot to begin with. Anyways, the kids and the husbands ran to grab their loot when my sister-in-law noticed that a STEAK KNIFE came flying out of the pinata. My mom, in trying to cut the holes in the top of dear-old Bobby's head, had dropped the knife and forgot to take it out when putting him back together. Maybe it is a good thing that the little ones couldn't bash him open. We all got a great laugh out of it.



Then we went on to cut the cake. Everyone had an opinion about what part they wanted. Some wanted and eye, some a cheek, the Pea yanked out all of his eyelashes and ate them.every.single.one. No one wanted the mouth. Black frosting...ICK! Anyways, the Princess grabbed the nose of dear ol' Sponge bob and held it up to her nose before taking a big, ol' bite. Now here is where my crass sense of humor and that of my family's comes into play. Take a look at the nose. Does it resemble something to you? If you think bad thoughts, you will think what my sisters and mom and I thought. Now imagine your six-year old little girl taking a big bite. Stitches I tell you. Absolute stitches.


It was a good day.