On the one hand, I'm so glad they felt that way--especially Patrick, who had been dreaming of his baseball birthday party and all of the awesomeness that it would entail for months prior. On the other hand, OH MY GOD I AM ENTIRELY TOO HIGH STRUNG TO HOST A BASEBALL BIRTHDAY.
The reason I pay for "destination party packages" is that you show up and three perky teens make party magic, transitioning the kids from inflatables, to food, to gifts, to the car, to ALL DONE TIME TO GO HOME. You don't have to think about anything.
Like birthday candles, for example. If the party package includes a cake, it will include candles, right?
Patrick didn't seem to care, but he is one to bury his disappointments deep down inside and I apologize in advance to the therapist who has to address the Night of The Wishless Birthday.
If the candles had been the only glitch, I would have been fine. But there were a couple of things that were poorly communicated, and at one point during the party I texted Larry (who was standing outside the gates waiting to direct our guests) to bitch about something and OOPS! That wasn't Larry's number I texted at all! That was one of the party-guest's mom's! I AM SO AWESOME YOU SHOULD ALL TAKE LESSONS FROM ME I OFFER GROUP DISCOUNTS IF YOU WOULD LIKE ME TO DO IT AS A SEMINAR.
Basically, I was told the food would be served in the birthday tents by the Fun Zone, so I foolishly assumed that the kids would be able to play in the Fun Zone, while they waited for the hotdogs and food to be served. When the kids went to bounce, an employee told me I had to buy each kid a $5 wristband.
I am not typically One Who Complains to Management. I'm really not. My approach to life is very "I'm sure you're doing your best as I am doing mine", but if you're going to have children's birthday parties in the Fun Zone, you MIGHT want to warn the parents throwing the party that the Fun Zone is not included in the party package, so they can have $50 or a comprehensive Disappointment Abatement Strategy in place.
After I stomped my feet and ranted about the "extreme uncoolness" of the situation to two young gentlemen in Fan Relations who clearly thought I was off my nut and were not empowered to help me in any way, our party hostess appeared with 10 free wristbands.
This was a very good thing. Because Patrick really wanted to do this:
Our seats were awesome.