We were finally able to have Chloe's first birthday party… almost a month late, but worth the wait. I had to travel the last few weekends for work, and I definitely did not want to miss it, so we pushed it back to this weekend. I am an easy going baby party planner, meaning I just think we need the essentials: cake, candy goody bags, and food. Boom!
Kinsey, on the other hand, is an over the top baby party planner. She loves parties, and she said this could be her "last 1st birthday party" that she ever gets to throw for her kids. She always leaves the option open, just in case I am down to have a 3rd. She also said the same thing with Cason's 1st party, but this one was a lil more over the top.
She started the party at 3pm, why? Because that gave us all day to start putting it together, after she had been gettings stuff put together the entire week. The theme of the party was "Hello Kitty". Why? Because I dont know why, but the theme looked cute. I was busy worrying about spraying my yard with mosquito killer, which ended up all over me thanks to a wind change, and putting up the bounce house. Yup. We got a bounce house for a one year old party. I was skeptical about the bounce house, but it turned out to be a great idea because it kept the 2-5 year olds occupied the whole time, and kept them out of my house, where more damage could occur.
So, a month of planning, a week of preparing, and entire morning spent getting everything just right… and it was over in a couple of hours. Reminded of a wedding. Chloe even had a wardrobe change: she had a party outfit, and then changed into her cake outfit (both outfits made by some of Kinsey's friends).
In my eyes, I would say the party was a great success. Nobody was hurt, there were minimal fights, Cason was given a couple of toys, so he didn't feel left out, and only had one melt down.
Unfortunately, Kinsey did not feel the same way. As soon as everyone left, I walked to our dining room and noticed something that should have taken place during the party. At that same moment Kinsey comes running in saying "crap! Your family in Mexico wants pictures!" I looked at her and said, "so send them some pictures." She looked at me with dispair in her eyes and said, "but they want piñata pictures…" she exhaled and continued, "now, I am never going to be looked at as a Mexican." She thinks her "Mexican Card" will be pulled for life. I told her that was the first time I was at a family party without a piñata… I could tell her eyes were starting to water… and finished by saying that I didn't even notice, and that it was more fun. She looked at me and said, "what if we just have all the kids come over next week, and just have them hit the piñata, and I tell your family we had some picture issues. They'll never know… unless you say it on the radio!" That's my wife, always thinking on the bright side!
At least now we have waaaaay too much candy, and a Hello Kitty piñata… so thats cool!