The day started well with a lie in until 9am for us, while a couple of the teenagers got up with the little ones, then croissants and chocolate brioche for breakfast.
|Wrapping paper is the best thing ever for 4 year old little brothers apparently.|
Our birthday boy knows far too much about LEGO, and he had seen the Ninjago series and decided he knew exactly what he wanted - the white 4-headed Ultra Dragon who is formed when all 4 Ninjago dragons reach their full potential and come together. Errr, yeah, set 9450, the one that's long since discontinued.
|It wasn't ALL LEGO!|
His Dad trawled ebay and found a second hand dragon for sale. It was ordered, arrived in time and was built to check for missing pieces late one night. My partner even went to the trouble of putting all of the pieces into numbered bags so that our young man had a chance of putting it together himself - it's an age 8-14 set.
It was well worth it. He was delighted and didn't care we had none of the accessories, it's totally the dragon he wanted. It was built before noon, and then we rounded up the teenagers and went out to collect 2 of his friends and head for the cinema to see The Boxtrolls.
The Boxtrolls is excellent. It struck me as a cross between Aardman's Wallace & Gromit, Tim Burton's animated movies and the fabulous animated film 9. It's secretly, and not so secretly, incredibly political. The story has people creating a market for a product that wasn't necessary, and using the media to convince the public of it's worth and necessity. The stop-motion animation is tongue-in-cheek and beautifully done, with amazing scenery and characters. It has peril, but it's very short-lived and it's moments before you are on the side of the 'monsters' yourself. It's a lovely film and everyone really enjoyed it.
After The Boxtrolls it all went a bit wrong. We were going to Nando's (partly at the request of the teenagers), but our birthday boy didn't want anything to eat and became really agitated. Then he was very sick - thankfully outside while having some fresh air with his Dad, and the street cleaners were lovely and really sympathetic. He was fine afterwards and all evening, and we assumed it was stress, but Sunday morning was lots more of the same. The saving grace is that it meant he did nothing else than play with his birthday LEGO - and did manage a smile for the camera.
|Take the photo quick Mum, I'm going to be sick again!|
And as a consolation, he's feeling much better today, but gets 48 hours off school to play some more....and a parcel from Grandma and Grandad has made this morning great.
|It's his favourite t-shirt (he picked it up from the clean washing pile this morning - honest!).|