We set up a projector in the school room so everyone could watch The Lego Movie big screen style. We watched the first half...
...then we gathered in the living room to split into teams for our competitive Lego building game.
Dave explains the rules. (He talks with his hands.)
And they're off!
On the left, Team 1, with Matthew at the helm.
And on the right, the worthy competitors of Team 2.
The two teams worked together to build identical Lego Creator sets. Each person had 90 seconds to build as much of the set as he could, then the next person took his turn. The team to complete the set first won the round. Since the set could be built three different ways, we were able to do multiple rounds... Team 1 took the first round, and everyone was eager for more. Team 2 won the second round, by which time it was clear that the attention-span window was closing fast. So Dave declared a tie and distributed prizes to all. There were no arguments there!
Cake time! For Matthew's Lego cake, I took the plunge into the world of fondant for the first time. I didn't have the guts to cover the whole cake in fondant (and buttercream is so much tastier, honestly), but I used it for all of the decorations, and I was pretty happy with how it turned out.
I even found some Lego candles at the grocery store!
"Happy birthday, dear Matthew..."
He conquered the candles so fast we missed the shot.
Happy cake-eating peoples.
Happy jello-eating person. (#allergictoeverything)
Time for presents... Legos!!!
Our big old ugly chair actually kind of lends itself to gift-opening, doesn't it?
A thank-you hug.
Yay, more Legos!
Apparently, this one required closer inspection...
I'm not sure what Graham is doing here. Maybe "I'm a Little Teapot"?
After presents, we watched the second half of the movie, and then it was time for goodbyes. Cleaning up the kitchen after everyone departed, I asked Matthew, "Did you like your party?"
"Yes," he said unhesitatingly. "I loved it. But I love Mommy more than my party." The words came unstudied and matter-of-fact, totally sincere.
And, oh my heart, what a good, good way to say hello to your eighth year, speaking those kind and loving words. Our Matthew Ian: how we love you. And don't you ever, ever forget it.