Ezra turned eight on Monday and this year we finally dove into elementary school parties with a joint Lego party with his friend, Jack, whose birthday was Saturday. The party was — at Jack’s request — on Sunday, the day in between both birthdays.
We hired the company that put on a Lego camp that Jack and Ezra attended in January. The “teacher” put on a little class for the kids and then they got to build machines to battle on the battle track.
Here are his very fancy Ninjago samples.
The kids loved the building, I think especially because he had pieces to motorize their creations.
Here are the birthday boys — very busy.
Of course, Bruce did some building, too. But his super machine was a colossal disappointment.
Here’s his battle against Finn’s machine.
After all the battling, the kids did a great job cleaning up. Ezra took a quiet moment to peruse the teacher’s Star Wars Lego magazine.
Pretty soon it was time for singing and cake. Jack’s mom made cupcakes; I made the chocolate Lego bricks and minifigures for the tops.
There was the normal amount of after-cake backyard craziness.
And then it was time for the kids to go home. A couple — Jenner and Ruby — stuck around and helped Ezra open his gifts. I was worried about him opening his presents when I wasn’t available to watch, so I told him he had to make a list so that he could do thank you notes. He surprised me by just writing the notes as he opened the gifts. They are brief, but awesome.
My favorite is that last one to Jack. He gave Ezra the Rock ‘Em Sock ‘Em Robots game. When I told Ezra what it was called he said, “I don’t want to write all that” and went on with his playing. Can’t really blame him, I guess.
On Monday night, we had a little family celebration with Ezra’s favorite — In-n-Out burgers — for dinner and his pick of candy apples in lieu of cake.
He opened presents from us and the Becks and was the happiest eight-year-old on the planet with some new Lego sets.
Needless to say, he’s done a lot of building after school the last two days.
Happy Birthday, my sweet boy.
(More pictures here.)