Pool, Pacas, Party, Pototo Salad, Pooped!

Another successful Morrison Pool Party!
(as you can see from the picture, no one ever wants to leave.)

I tell ya, we have the best friends ever! Since our daughter started Kindergarten, we have been hosting a pool party on the last Saturday in June for our great friends at the elementary school. This year was no exception. The only difference is that our son is now in Kindergarten so now we needed to find a happy medium on who to invite so that both kids could have their friends over.

Lucky for us, a good chunk of both the kids friends are sibling.


(our parties will wear your children out)

The only difference in the pool party preparations this year was that I also have a barn full of pacas to take care of. Hubby was concerned that the paca poo smell would mess up the party. Whatever! The sweet smell of my pacas? My newest perfume scent? Yes, I gave up my beautiful perfumes to wear the wonderful smell of barn and I LOVE IT!

So at 6am yesterday morning I was out scooping poo to keep the "smell" down. Hubby is insane, do you know that? Does he not realize that that minute you clean up a paca poo pile, those adorable alpacas are going to go and re-mark their territory. Silly Man!

Oh well....it's better to scoop it all first thing in the morning anyways. It gets too darn hot in the afternoon.

Our guests began to arrive at Noon and what a great time we had. We always have a potluck pool party so I had requested special dishes from my awesome friends. Stephani brough her awesome potato salad and Lynne made her amazing brownie that are to die for. Kris brought her baked beans and Missy made the best chocolate covered strawberries along with a totally delicious cake. We had veggies, hot dogs, my fresh squeezed lemonade (went through 7 gallons of that), chips, dips and Dee brought her watermelon. Poor Dee. She asked why I just told her to bring a fruit. Didn't she have an amazing dish for me to request. Oh boy, oh boy. Did she ever ask the wrong question. Next year my request won't be so easy on her :-)


Like I said, we had all the good fixings for a party: Good food, Good weather, Good friends! What we, the parents, didn't expect was that the biggest draw for the kids wasn't the pool. It wasn't the alpacas or the chickens. The thing that the kids craved more than anything was the kittens. I don't know how many times they would leave the pool to love on Friend and Furball. I can't count how many times that those two barn cats made their way to the pool, not by their own accord either. Then it happened! Yes, as you caner got her webkinz purse out and the poor kitten was toted around in that.


The kittens kept hiding but when you have 20 kids looking for them, it's hard to hide. So Friend and Furball were the hits of the party and boy, did they sleep the rest of the night. Poor kitties.

The kids did have a chance to feed the pacas and loved it. I wouldn't let them in the pen with the pacas because it would have been too chaotic but I did have feed for the kids to give the boys. We left the girls be which I think they were very thankful for but the Wonder Boys are little piggies and wanted their treats. After I have sworn up and down that pacas don't spit, Romeo , my Romeo, had to prove me wrong. I explained to the kids that alpacas will spit at each other and one of the boys got caught in the cross fire when Romeo wanted to get all the treats and not share. Well, he did share his spit.

After the party ended and everyone went home, we had a sleepover. Two of the girls got to stay the night and by 10pm, we had four kids crashed on the couch. I made my Mickey Mouse waffles for breakfast along with Cinnamon roles then....where did they go? Of course! By 8:30am, they were back out visiting the kittens. Well, at least two of them were. The younger ones chose to watch cartoons and play DS.

So, our Sunday has been a day of recuperation. Well, at least for me. Hubby has been out in the woods building a tree fort/hunting blind with two of our neighbors. All I could think of as I took this final picture was of three little boys making their tree fort except these are three grown men as excited as little boys building their tree fort.

So, until the next party....YIKES! That's next weekend for the Fourth Holiday. DOUBLE YIKES! I don't even get a weekend off. AGGHHHH!