Love and War Out of Context Sneak Peek

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ARES’S LIPS BURNED against mine as the door swung shut behind us. The heat of his hands seared my back, but I couldn’t bring myself to mind. After what felt like an eternity that didn’t last nearly long enough, he pulled away. “What were we supposed to be doing again?”

I laughed. “There’s a basement.”

He blinked. “Right. Yeah . . . that could be important.” But his body leaned toward mine, and he planted a hand on the wall beside my head.

“If we’re lucky.” I ducked under his arm.

It took us longer than I anticipated to find the stairs. Hopefully, if anyone noticed our absence from the party, they’d assume we headed home or found a quiet corner somewhere. The whole charade was probably unnecessary, but better safe than sorry.

When Ares turned on the light in the basement, my heart sank in my chest. The room was tiny. My guess was this corner of the building allowed for deeper digging than the rest of the dining hall, so the resort made use of the space for storage.

“Look for shields,” Ares reminded me as we explored the small room.

Ares went left, and I went right. I ran my hand along the wall and kept my eyes locked above, looking for any places where the walls and the ceiling didn’t match up. When I met Ares in the middle, I scowled. “Nothing.”

“Still, this may be where they keep the weapons. Check the boxes.”

But our search revealed nothing but paper products, non-perishables, and other innocuous supplies stacked on open-backed, plastic shelving.

“Okay.” Ares took a regretful look around. “We should—”

Footsteps overhead sent us scrambling deeper into the storage room.

“Here,” Ares grunted, pushing one of the shelves forward just enough to make room for us.

“Light,” I whispered harshly, shoving the boxes around to make sure they’d conceal us.

Ares swore, and darted out long enough to tug on the thin, white string hanging from the low ceiling. Then he squeezed in beside me just as the door opened.

“Bring ’em down here!” someone yelled, thuds sounding on the steps. The light flickered on, and the footsteps receded back upstairs and moved above us down the hall.

“Get down,” Ares whispered, yanking me down beside him.

My knees scraped against the plastic shelving when I sat down. Ares reached forward to yank the boxes on the shelf back far enough to touch the wall. In a matter of seconds, he’d completely hemmed us in. The wall stood behind us, the shelf in front, and boxes occupied the space between, beside and above us. I swallowed hard, struggling to keep my breathing even.

Footsteps slapped against the stairs. Peering through the space between boxes, I saw two members of the kitchen staff carrying packages.

“Just stack them over there,” the one closest to the stairwell said.

Crap. They were bringing down more things from the delivery now that it was getting late enough to close up. Who knew how long it would take? More footsteps echoed through the small space as other people filed into the room, stacking more packages against the far wall, mere feet from where we sat huddled behind the shelf.

Tightness gripped my chest in an inescapable vise. Not now, I begged. But knowing this was the worst possible time to have a panic attack didn’t help me not panic.

I went rigid, squeezing my eyes shut as I fought to breathe, slowly, quietly. Ares’s arm snaked behind me, pulling me to him until I was practically in his armpit. He took an exaggerated breath that I felt through his shirt.

I tried to follow his lead, clinging to him so I could feel the pace he set, but all I could think about was that I couldn’t do this. Not right now! If I breathed too loudly, if they heard me, if they caught us, they’d report it to Jason. And then they’d ask us questions, questions we couldn’t answer. And then the non-answers to those questions would make them look back on all the gaps and half-truths. Then they’d know. They’d know we were gods, and they had Steele, and they’d kill us. Once we were dead, Persephone would never be able to broker a truce, and she’d never get Hades back, and Poseidon would sink the island, and everyone would die. All because I couldn’t catch my breath!

I sealed my lips. My cheeks puffed out with unspent air, my lungs ached, and my heart pounded as everything in my body begged me to breathe.

It’s only been seconds, I reminded myself, pressing my back against the cool cinderblock wall. I can hold my breath for a few seconds. Facts clicked into my mind, unasked. The average healthy human could hold their breath for two minutes. In a pool, relaxed. In panic situations, however, the average was thirty seconds.

Thirty seconds wasn’t long enough! If I tried to take a breath, I wouldn’t be able to control it. I’d gasp and wheeze and give us away.

Ares must have felt me go still, because he shifted. His finger tapped against my palm one-two-three times, then he squeezed my hand.

Letting out my breath, I drew in another, then held it. Ares resumed tapping my palm. When he squeezed my hand this time, I was ready. I exhaled, then inhaled, and held my breath. I lost track of how many times we repeated the drill before Ares squeezed my hand, moved it to his chest, and took a measured breath. This time, I was able to follow suit.

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Myths Featured in Love and War

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Love and War is coming out on October 21st! You can pre order it here.

And here’s links for the mythological essentials for Love and War.

Aphrodite

Ares

Jason and the Argonauts

Medea

Otrera

Adonis

Tantalus

Narcissus

Pandora’s Box

There are other mythological references in there, but these are the big ones featured in Love and War.

 

Love and War Out of Context Sneak Peek

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“They wanted to call it hope.” I set down the pen, drew in a long breath, and dug my fingers into the sand beyond my beach towel. I forced myself to think back. Back to when things were actually bad, because I couldn’t afford to lose perspective now.

My pen returned to the page. Mom actually sounded offended at the ridiculous name. She just sat there at my bedside, chatting like everything was normal while I fought back tears and wondered when the next time I woke up would be.

“Hope is a thing you wish for,” she’d complained. “Something that might work. This is a sure thing.”

I’ll never forget that self-satisfied grin on her face when she told me they were going to call it the golden cure or the golden. . . . I don’t remember, something equally ridiculous. I remember wondering if she’d put more thought into naming this than me.

“We’re gonna be so rich, kiddo.” She grabbed my shoulder and gave it an excited squeeze.

And gods help me, I leaned into her touch. A nurse came in then. The redhead. They had names, but I refused to learn them. I hated this nurse the most because she was so damn peppy, but right then, I couldn’t be angry because I was too scared. The cluster surgeries were horrible. There aren’t words to describe the way I felt when I woke up.

I started crying and begging and pleading and grabbing for anyone who got close to me, sure if I just squeezed their hand hard enough, they’d take pity on me and stop. Of course, I knew better. But these moments always had a way of making me revert back to that six-year-old who was scared to go under. Mom gave me a warning look, and the nurse clucked in disapproval before saying something meaningless about how I’d sleep through the whole thing. She actually used the phrase minimum discomfort.

Minimum discomfort? When I next woke, I’d be missing parts. Oh sure, it was all internal stuff you could supposedly live without thanks to dialysis, but I was sick to death of surgeries. All I wanted was to go home. I begged them to stop, knowing that weeks, maybe even months of monitoring loomed before me while the world outside just kept on spinning. It wasn’t fair.

“Count down from ten,” the nurse instructed. Gods, I remember the exact cadence of her voice. I can hear it. This memory is so sharp, so clear, that it’s almost like a movie playing out in my head. But I don’t want to write this like a story. I’m trying to capture how I felt. What I thought. Only what happened next didn’t feel real. Maybe it was the medication, I don’t know. The whole thing felt like it happened on a screen somewhere across the room. In that moment, I was there, but I also wasn’t.

Salt stung my cheeks as I began the countdown. “Ten.”

The door burst open.

“Nine.” The word was out of my mouth before I could process what I was seeing— three strange men with a gun to my doctor’s head.

The one in the middle, Jason of course, not that I knew that at the time, was handsome. It was weird of me to notice that given the circumstances, but I blamed the drugs. They all looked a lot like my parents. Their hair, eyes, skin, everything about them practically glittered gold. I didn’t know what that meant then. But I remember glancing at my IV, wondering if maybe the nurse had mixed up my pain medication. I could feel them kicking in, but waking illusions were new, even for me.

“Eight,” I whispered, my mind hell-bent on following instructions, no matter how illogical.

Jason pushed the doctor forward. “Go on, get the rest of it.”

“What’s the meaning of this?” my mother demanded, moving protectively in front of the bed.

I’d love to think she was protecting me, but I knew all she cared about was her product.

“We’re here for the cure.” Jason thrust a white cooler with a red insignia on it toward the nurse. When his eyes landed on me, he hesitated.

I stopped counting, sensing my chance. “Cure.” The word fell clumsily from my lips. “Me.”

My mother shushed me, but Jason’s eyes softened in sympathy. “How much does she need?”

The doctor exchanged a wide-eyed look with my mother.

“It’s—” I tried again, my fingers biting into the fabric of my blanket. “. . . me. The cure is me.”

He furrowed his brow. “What do you mean?”

“She’s delirious,” my mother protested. “She doesn’t know what she’s saying.” She kept babbling, gesturing at the IV drip and demanding the doctor back her up, but Jason’s eyes never left mine.

I focused intently on forming the right words with my mouth. “Don’t . . . let them . . . cut me open again.”

His eyes widened, then darted to my mother who immediately objected, using her politician voice.

I fought to stay conscious through the screams and gunshots, but the cocktail they used to knock me out was too good at its job. My eyelids flagged. Mom’s body hit the floor with a loud thud, but I couldn’t drag myself out of my stupor long enough to process what that meant before consciousness completely slipped away.

I’m better off, I’m better off, I’m better off. If I wrote it enough times, maybe it would feel real. I’m better off. I’m better off, I’m better off, I’m better off. I’m better off.

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Sales, sales, and more sales

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Aphrodite is having a flash sale! If you haven’t already read Aphrodite, buy it today for .99 cents!

October 15th- October 30th.  Persephone will be on sale for .99 cents!

Love and War goes live on October 21st for $4.99. Pre-order it today for a chance to win amazing prizes. 

YA Scavenger Hunt Winners!

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#YASH Winners are up!

The winner of my blog’s giveaway (a free audiocopy of Aphrodite) is Katherine Paschal.

Katherine, please let me know which email address you’d prefer I send the download code to. Simply email me at kaitlinbevis (at) gmail.com

Pre-order contest

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This is my Friday blog, but I’m posting it early so everyone has more chances to win!

Prizes up for grabs! If you have pre-ordered a copy of Love and War, send proof of purchase and your mailing address to NikiFlowers (at) BelleBooks.com to be entered to win several great prizes! (U.S only I’m afraid).

Five winners will each win an ebook code to the Daughters of Zeus series
book of their choice.

Three winners will receive an exclusive download featuring the short story Melissa, the short story Triton, and an exclusive first look at the current draft of Venus Rising

The Grand Prize Winner will receive signed copies of all five books AND a character named after them in Venus Rising.

Winners will be announced on release day, October 21st!

May the odds be ever in your favor.

Love and War

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Love and War

After narrowly escaping with her life, Aphrodite wakes up to find herself at the demigods’ base camp—a gorgeous tropical island. Powerless and injured, she has no choice but to glamour herself as a demigoddess in order to find out what’s really going on. Lucky for her, she’s not alone. Ares is with her, also in disguise. But she soon realizes she might be more of a liability than an asset when her panic attacks and nightmares threaten to expose them both.

Ares is as anxious as anyone to shut down the demigods’ plot. But right now, all he can think about is Aphrodite. He almost killed her, for Gods’ sake! And though the timing couldn’t be any worse, he’s falling hard and fast. He’ll do anything to protect her . . . even if it means sacrificing himself.

Still, they find allies in the most unexpected places . . .

More goddess than demigoddess, Medea is married to the rebel leader, Jason. But there’s something odd going on. Jason is acting very strange, and Medea finds herself drawn to a new demigoddess who mysteriously arrived on the island half-dead. She senses there’s more to this visitor than meets the eye. Little does she guess . . .

War is coming, there’s no doubt. But, in her weakened state, does Aphrodite have any hope of surviving it?

Take a look at the first three chapters!

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Pokemon Go Birthday Party

I was asked by a few different party guests to walk them through the party prep, and there’s a few general notes I’d like to remember next year, so I’m going to do a quick blog explaining the Pokemon party process. You can also see my Pinterest board here:

Quick note: The guest of honor was turning seven, guests ranged the gambit from toddler to twelve. Forty-two guests attended. Theme wise this was the birthday that the most siblings asked to attend. The Pokemon theme was much more interesting across age groups, which was nice.

Invitations:

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I found these invitations at this shop on etsy  for $12, then used Walgreens new photo customer sign up coupon to print off fifty of them for free.

There was a big threat of rain because of the hurricane, so next year, I’m definitely going to also create a Facebook event or an Evite to add people to as I get RSVP’s in so there’s a place they can reference for updates if plans have to change in a hurry. I’m leaning toward Facebook so everyone can share pictures afterward.

Set Up:

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We had the party at the world of Wonder Playground. I rented the pavilion (at $40?! Almost twice what it cost the last time we booked it). We arrived and the trash cans were overflowing, so the ground and tables had old food, beverage containers, and other grossness. Fortunately we arrived very early and it had been raining on and off and misting almost all day, so I’d asked my husband to bring towels (to wipe down the playground equipment) and a trash bag or two to put them in. He grabbed the box of trash bags, so we tied an extra bag to each trash bag and recycling container, and got the area cleaned up.

There were four tables. We used $1 plastic red, blue, and yellow tablecloths (one for each team) then a pink tablecloth to cover them (Everywhere I looked on and off line was out of stock on the official Pokemon character tablecloth I was reserving for the fourth table, but we had one cloth left over from a prior party). We set up one table as a gift table, one as a good table, one with little Pokemon plastic toys, poke balls. We slid a broken down cardboard box under one tablecloth for the drawing table so the kids could make their own pokecards and put the pokemon card game at that same table so the kids could have examples or play cards. Then we tied up balloons and Pokemon paper products for decorations in the pavilion.

I downloaded the Pokemon Soundtrack from iTunes, and left it playing in the pavilion throughout the party. The parents loved that, I’m sure.

Supplies for set up:

Four tablecloths (the Pokemon one would have been about $3 had I been able to find it) -$4.00 total from Dollar General

Pokemon Balloon Boquet (came with 2 red mylar balloons, a Pikachu shaped balloon, and 2 mylar pokemon round balloons) — $16.00 from Party City (included inflation)

Truly useless Pokemon Balloon Weight (though that could have been because of the wind from Hurricane Matthew) – 2.49 from Party City 

Trash Bags– From Home

2 six packs of Pokemon latex balloons (they had Pikachu and Me-owth on them). $6.00 total

Literally every pokemon themed toy from our house as decoration- from home

 

Activities:

For activities, I try not to get in the way. The kids are really happy just to see each other outside of school and play on the playground and socialize. So I don’t do anymore than three 10-15 minute organized activities (one in the beginning, middle, and end) to give the party some structure (once you add the cake and the presents that adds up to enough for a brief party if the kids just blink at each other and don’t play, but leave big stretches of time for the kids to run wild between at an average length party). That being said, some kids are shy outside of their element or overwhelmed from all the stimulus, so I try to always have 2-3 quiet, background activities for the kids to take advantage of throughout the party if they find themselves suddenly without something to do or in need of a people break.

Pokemon Go:

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We planned the party at a playground that had a Pokestop and a gym. The first thirty minutes of the party, that Pokestop was lured. The kids who didn’t have the game (or didn’t care to play it while there were actual people around) ran wild on the playground. This worked out really well. There were plenty of kids there who were super into pokemon, so they huddled up and compared pokemon, battled in the gym, and caught pokemon. There were also kids who never played and didn’t know anything about pokemon, and they either learned or hung out on the playground.

Supplies:

Pokemon Go + Device to play it on

Pokemon Lure ($1.00)

Pokemon Cards:

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The tables at the picnic table had holes in them, so I grabbed a giant box, folded it flat, and stuck it under the table cloth. We had two decks of Pokemon cards and a few kids brought their own, so they compared cards and played the card game.

*Supplies:

Two Pokemon starter decks- $23.00 (total) on Amazon

Create your own Pokemon Card:

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Ignore the plant in that photo, it was visiting from girl scouts and Pikachu’s dirty feet.

I had a drawing station set up for them to decorate their own Pokemon cards.  I only printed page 3 of the template (the one where kids get to create their own Pokemon Pokemon card, as opposed to the pages with energy cards and what not.) I didn’t expect this activity to be as popular as it was (it was honestly kind of filler), but the kids loved it. There was a kid or two at that station all throughout the party.

50 copies of the Pokemon Card Template- template was free,  $4.92 to print them out at the UPS store because I was out ink (again)

Broken down box to make a smooth drawing surface (free from UPS store)

Two giant pencil boxes full of crayons (from home)

Pin the Pokeball on Charizard

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I found this game at party city. It’s exactly what it sounds like, you have kids “throw” poke balls at Charizard, Pikachu, or Meowth to catch them. You can also find stickers for these three and give the kids a print out of the Pokedex so they can add stickers to them when they “catch” them. I was not expecting the Pokeballs to be actual stickers, so we cut them out and kept the backing on them so they could be reused.

Supplies:

Catch Charizard- Party City 4.99

Pokemon trainer template

Pokemon Stickers (well, actually tattoos, I couldn’t find stickers with the right pokemon on them, but they stick) .99 cents a sheet, comes with enough for three sets. Lack of good sticker options is why we didn’t do the pokedex, but I think it’s a great idea.

Piñata

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This activity speaks for itself, however I did discover that age seven is too old for this activity. The kids have gotten more competitive. When they were smaller, they were much more timid and everyone shared candy. Or it might have been the number of children. Either way, no more Pinatas.

I bought plain yellow bags and had my husband color Pikachu’s face on them like this. (He’s much more detail oriented than I am).

Supplies:

Piñata kit w/pokemon themed favors to stuff in it – Party City $34.99

Candy for Pinata

 50 small Yellow Bags-  7.96 from Party City 

*Looking at the numbers, I’m realizing I spent more on the Piñata and Piñata supplies then anything else for the entire party. Given that my other party favors never arrived, I’m actually okay with that. But wow.

Pokemon Hunt

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So the pieces for this game are still in China until Wednesday despite being ordered weeks ago to make sure I was in the shipping range, so if you order this, make sure you don’t order from this guy. But the plan was to scatter the Pokemon in the “tall” grass behind the pavilion and give every child a poke ball. It would have been awesome. But now we’ll send one with each child’s thank you note. So they won’t go to waste. I try to always do party favors that can double as an activity in the party (like the piñata or this poke hunt).

 

Supplies:

50 Pokemon in pokeballs $27.00

Presents:

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I open presents at parties. As a kid, it was my favorite part. Not just at my parties. I liked to see the birthday kid open my present. I liked to see what else they got. And from ages 1-5, opening presents at the party worked really well. Then age 6 happened. The kids kept pressing in closer and closer to Bella, shoving presents into her hands that she tore open and set aside at record pace. I couldn’t keep up with who gave her what and she barely thanked people. I was horrified. We almost said never again, we’ll just open presents at home like everyone else. But then I posted an SOS on the local fb parenting page, and was given a great idea.

When the first kid comes by to say goodbye, we get Bella to open the present we got her. This tends to get the attention of any kid interested in presents. As kids gather, I ask them to take their own present from the table to give to Bella one at a time. They both sit at the present table while it’s opened and no one else can sit at that table if it’s not their turn. She thanks them, they talk for a minute about the present, what plans they have for it, ect, and pose for a picture together. The kids who get bored with watching someone else get cool stuff wander off and play, and that’s fine. The kids who like to watch, watch. Some kids never come up to bring Bella their gift. They don’t like the attention or maybe they didn’t bring anything. Enough kids are still playing that no attention is drawn to them. No kid who cares misses their present being opened. When everyone left, we had a couple remaining, so Bella opened those while we loaded the car. Timing wise it worked out great.

Snacks:

I’ve noticed higher attendance rate if I schedule it immediately after school near the school, so since the party was at 3:30, there wasn’t a need to do a meal. I just made sure we had enough for a good sized, balanced snack.

I did buy a pack of the Pokemon themed napkins, plates, and cake plates, but we had so many paper plates and napkins leftover from other parties, that I just couldn’t justify spending nearly $3 per every eight plates to stay on theme, so we used those first, then used the Pokemon themed stuff to keep the magic going at the sleepover later that night.

Fruit Pokeball:

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For the fruit platter, I plucked the green bits off strawberries (the person I got this idea on on pinterest sliced the strawberries, but I wasn’t sure how long they’d be out sitting, so I wanted to keep them as fresh as possible for as long as possible), grabbed black grapes, and sliced bananas (at least for the first batch, then I put a bundle of bananas off to the side so people could grab them when the sliced ones got gross) in the shape of a pokeball. The kids ate every bite, so I’m glad I brought enough to refill the poke ball twice.

Supplies: (pricing will vary by region and season)

10 Bananas (only sliced 4)

1 back of Black Grapes (only a handful were on the platter)

2 cartons of Strawberries (one at a time)

Platter

Magicarp Goldfish

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I printed out a picture of Magicarp, grabbed a blue bowl, and ended up going through two cartons of extra cheddar goldfish (Have you tried those? They are ridiculously good).  The kids got a kick out of them too.

Vegetable Pokeball:

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For the veggie poke ball, I grabbed some cherry tomatoes, cheese sticks (grocery store was out of cheese squares), and the black grapes. The kids ate almost every bite, so I’m glad I got enough to refill the platter twice.

Supplies:

2 packs of cherry tomatoes

1 pack of white cheese sticks (I sliced about four of them)

1 bag of grapes (total, not per ball)

Platter

Peepachu Cupcakes:

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Found this idea on pinterest. Bella had so much fun making storm trooper cupcakes last year, I knew we wanted to do it again. She had a blast. The peeps do not stand well, so I highly suggest not trying to make them do so. They look just as cute laying in the grass. Lesson learned.

Make cupcakes as usual. Use the fur/grass tip on a regular sized piping bag to frost. Pinch ears on peeps into points. Using a food marker, draw two red circles for the cheeks, and color the ears black. The details 9and canvas) were a bit too complicated for my daughter, so we decided to stick with the brown dots for the eyes and mouth.

 

Supplies:

1 box of chocolate cake mix (makes twenty-four cupcakes)

1 box of vanilla cake mix (makes twenty-four cupcakes)

2 cans of green frosting (or you can make your own)

1 piping bag

Grass/fur tip

48 marshmallow peeps

48 Green cupcake wrappers

Pokemon candles- 3.99

*I’m really glad I planned for 48 cupcakes. I always bake twice what I need and this is the first year that habit hasn’t resulted in me going home with a ton of cupcakes. We only had twenty-three RSVP’s up until the night before when the hurricane squished everyone’s travel plans. By the time the party happened, we had thirty-four RSVP’s, and then a handful of people who forgot to RSVP. Fortunately, we had enough for everyone!

Spend the Night

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After the party, we had a group of kids come over to spend the night. We picked up pizzas on the way home from the park and donuts for breakfast, set the kids up to watch Pokemon: The First Movieand put two mattresses in the living room so the kids could sleep. The kids got to play with the new toys in the playroom while we unloaded the car and in the morning when they woke up at 6:30 for some reason.

Of course they stayed up giggling all night. So I’m exhausted. But that’s another reason why the Pokemon party was awesome. Bella got a pack of Pokemon cards from nearly every guest in attendance. So guess what very quiet activity she’s been wrapped up in all day?

 

It was a fun party, and as far as parties go and I spent about $250 on food (counting the spend the night movie, pizza, and donuts), supplies, reserving the party location. Which really wasn’t bad. But there was definitely room to cut back. If I needed to save more, I’d cut the Charizard game (it was really poorly designed), the piñata (just make sure the other favors were ordered in advance), the pokemon paper products, and the balloons without sacrificing a drop of the integrity of the party.

 

Pokemon Go Party

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I’m offline again today getting everything ready for my daughter’s pokemon go party. I love planning parties! Every year, I make a pinterest board full of ideas for her parties. Check out all the neat things I found this year on my pinterest board.

Happy Birthday Bella!

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My daughter is turning seven today! Look at how big she’s gotten!