So B had his first birthday party on Saturday. And he cried. And he fussed. And for a lot of it, he was not happy. And I was worried. And I was anxious. And by 7 that night, he had a 102 fever and a nasty stomach virus.
But when he was happy, I swear to god rainbow beams were shooting out of his face. He gave his best friend Jonah kisses and ate his giant cupcake. There were cake pops and polka dots, teal velvet, and endless bubbles. Corn dogs and popcorn and candy and chicken wings. Pizza rolls and giant pretzels, hot chocolate and frozen drinks. Golden felt crowns and a bunny-masked pinata. A velociraptor with a top hat and a cupcake. A photo booth that went forgotten, volleyball and corn hole. Music and mayhem, painted balloons and metallic gold.
I don’t like kid’s parties. I don’t like the themes, or the awkward sitting, or awkward small talk, or staring at the kid while they cry and open presents and the like. I don’t like kid’s parties. So we didn’t have one.
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what a ham! looks like he had a lot of fun
Totally bad ass! I’m in love with the pictures of him chowing down on the cake.
That looks like so much fun! And that monster of a cupcake is so cool!
Melodie and I had a great time and Melodie could not stop talking about the party for the rest of the weekend! Thanks for having us
Not to be super weird or gross, but did he have multicoloured poop after that giant cupcake? Which totally rocked by the way
What an awesome looking party! Wish that was my birthday party.
Felicity. x
Aw! What a great party! I’m glad he was able to enjoy it before he got too sick!
What an awesome party! Love all the pictures.
Looks like a fun par-tay!