Thursday, June 21, 2012

Let them eat cake

What does one wear to a Marie Antionette themed one year old's birthday party?

I had to ask myself this question as a most divine little girl celebrated her birthday this past weekend and was kind enough to invite us rabble to her festivities.

The party was spectacular.  A wash of pink and fluff and and sparkle. 
This was the "smash" cake.  If I could make something that looked this nice it would not only not be a smash cake it would be protected from being eaten and enshrined someway as a monument to my awesomeness.
I need to learn how to take better food-porn photos as my iPhone pictures aren't doing this justice.  How did Nelson get such beautiful shots?!
This is a rainbow sherbert pink punch that I had four glasses of - two of which I had to sneak because I am terrible at being diabetic.


The party would have done Marie proud - right before she ordered the beheading of an older brother and his friend who threw sand!  Quel dommage!

Parties of this nature are baffling to me.  I have never thrown my daughter a proper party as since the day she was born I have been perpetually and utterly exhausted (except for those brief times when I spend a long weekend in Chicago for Lolla Palooza, then I seem to rally like a drunken sorority girl).  For my daughter's first birthday she had six kids over at around 11:00am, a box of cupcakes, and I vacuumed.  For her second it was five kids and I didn't vacuum.  For her third, I didn't even buy the cupcakes, I tortured her with a homemade lopsided melted frosting cake.  She's a good sport and since there's always some sort of princess present in the ranks she doesn't seem to mind the rest of the affair being completely underwhelming.

We also make up for it by taking her away for the weekend.  We've done Legoland and Disneyland so far and they've gone over pretty well.  Unfortunately this year the addition of a new baby within mere days of her own birthday will impede our ability to travel and certainly compound my exhaustion.

So now I'm faced with the eternal birthday party struggle: When?  Where?  Who?

I'd love to throw something casual in my house but she's been invited to 26 parties already this year.  My house is not going to accommodate those 26 children and their parents, plus I plan to let my house deteriorate into a Hoarders-like existence in the days (/weeks and months) after birthing.  Of course, the piles of laundry might be able to double as the bouncy house.

There's always a party venue like a My Gym or The Playroom but where she really wants to go is Lollipop Dreams - which is essentially like having a party in a princess' closet.  It has rows and rows of dresses and princess accessories, but it's not exactly boy-friendly...well there are a few boys we know who would love it (and they are secretly my favorite friends of hers).

There's the park option but I'd have to plan food and the activities and -- Jesus it's already annoying me.

So I'm wondering if I can just skip it?  Like, just not tell her it's her birthday.  I mean she can't read a calendar and doesn't even remember her birth date all the time.  I'll take her for ice cream or something and generally try and be nice to her all day, but nothing says "New Big Sister" like "My Mom Forgot my Birthday" right?!

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