Turns out that on a stormy day, an indoor rainbow is just as good as an outdoor rainbow.
Rainbow fruit and veggie kabobs:
Also to eat: rainbow goldfish crackers, leftover rainbow M&Ms, and a rainbow of juices (well, except for the blues--turns out there are no blue juices, so for blue we had Hawaiin Punch, and it was a BIG hit!).
Rainbow reading nook:
Thrilling, this cake.
The rainbow party girls:
They were excellent party hosts, polite and generous and grateful and friendly. Well, at the exact end point of the party, when Matt was spraying children's feet mud-free with the garden hose, Willow did throw mud right in his face, but like we always say, if you're not carried screaming hysterically from a party, then you clearly didn't have any fun.
Oh, and she apologized later.
In other news, one of the nice things about throwing a children's party is the plethora of sensible parents who also attend. As I limped barefoot across the front yard, one mom friend asked me why I was limping. I explained to her that I'd managed to puncture the top of my foot with a stick over at the community garden on Wednesday, and it was still red, sore, and swollen. Immediately, I seemed to be surrounded by a swarm of lecturing mothers, under whose close investigation I do come to wonder, myself, at my situation. I mean, I can't put on my shoe! That's probably not good, now that one comes to think about it.
Therefore, as soon as the party finished, I got on the phone with my insurance's nurse help line (she also lectured me), then bullied on the shoes, got in the car, and after only a brief stop at Vintage Phoenix for Free Comic Book Day, I found myself at the walk-in clinic, with a tetanus shot, an antibiotics prescription, and an order to stay in bed with my foot elevated today.
A day in bed?!? It's like Mother's Day came early this year.