Splatter Party

I decided to have a Splatter Party for the twins 6th birthday. I booked the party for the day before their actual birthday. Because their birthday fell on a Monday. Because it's easier to have a party on the weekend. Because it was no big deal.

Wrong!

The twins were rather insistent that they have their party on their birthday, not the day before. So, I lied to them. I told them that their birthday was on the Sunday and that everyone else was confused about the date. They bought it. Thank God.

Anyway, they had a lovely time with their friends, covering canvases (and themselves!) in paint.



The children had to fling the paint on to their canvases.



It was a very messy procedure.

Everyone was covered in paint.

Only one person cared.

OK, two people cared...but Katie was "painted" intentionally by a little darling she had invited to the party.

Bethie is soooo animated. Sarah kept going to the basin to wash her hands, but she always came back for more fun.

These balloons were filled with paint, and the children had to pop them over the canvases.

Blowing out the candles on the Splatter Cake.

All the children gasped when they saw all the colours inside the cake. It totally made all the work worth it!

Everyone had a great time!

The Splatter Cake

I decided that the twinnies would really like to have a Splatter Paint Party for their 6th birthday. It sounded like lots of fun, and I wouldn't have to clean up. Win, win.

But I needed a cake to match.

I mentioned this to my friend, Ali. We spent an unreasonable amount of time researching how we could make a Splatter Cake. And then we made it happen.

I delegated the icing of the cake to Ali because holy cow I hate doing it. Ali later delegated icing the sides of the cake to me. Ummm...that's the HARD part!

6 layers...because they were turning six years old. Katie asked if it was going to be 7 layers next year. Ummm...NO!

Ali delegated the rolling of the fondant to Dan. (Ali misunderstood why we invited her over. Her role was NOT to keep us in line. Instead, she was supposed to do the work FOR us. Sigh)

We let the children colour and muck about with the left over fondant. Yup, it was pretty disgusting. They insisted on saving it and eating it the next day.

Ali, Bethie, and Sarah

This photo cracks me up. I had asked the children to not eat the fondant. Katie thought that I wasn't looking!

This was the best we could do. Ali and I reassured ourselves that the SIX YEAR OLDS were not going to notice our "imperfections". (No one did)

We had to use forks to splash the "paint" onto the cake. I wanted Dan to steal some syringes, but he told me that he doesn't "steal" medical equipment. He's very particular in what he will, and will not, steal.

This was lots of fun...but messy. Thankfully, we had put the children to bed before we started this part.

Ta da!!!