Despite all protests, Charlie turned three in December. Even though he disobeyed us with his ‘aging’ we still threw him a little party with a few of his friends (and ours) in our new neighborhood. He LOVES dinosaurs (and cars, and dinosaur-cars, dinosaur trains, and dinosaur cars crashing into dinosaurs trains driven by dinosaurs). So we threw him – you guessed it – a dinosaur themed party, focusing the little bit of expendable energy we had on what would make a big impact for him and that he would still love.
His birthday fell during the busiest time of our year (and I think it always will, sadly) so my goal was to do a lot of big impact things for him that were really easy for me to implement – this included dinosaur balloons, inflatable dinosaurs, and a couple of costumes that made him feel that this day was special.
Meanwhile a new friend of mine, Royale from But First Party witnessed my overwhelmed life and offered to lend a lot of really cute dinosaur themed party decor, which made me look WAY more pulled together than I was.
She brought that awesome dino cupcake stand, the ‘ROAR’ cake sign, the cupcake holders (in which we put berries), the paper on the table, the leaf cutouts (which she made), and those adorable dino plant holders. THANK YOU, ROYALE.
If you are interested in DIY-ing that situation I think she spray-painted plastic dinosaur figurines with metallic paint, then glued them on top of each other with epoxy. The leaves were hand cut out of construction paper and what you can’t see is that the paper plates had big claw prints cut out of them. The runner was jungle wrapping paper.
Between all the balloons and inflatables that I bought, some Target paper goods, and her cute decor we had one table that looked pretty darn cute (the rest of the tables were full of pizza boxes, juice boxes, wine, and beer). I wasn’t going to blog about it but then when I saw that cute table I thought well, why not take a few photos …
I’m of the theory that when they are 2, 3 or 4 years old (I don’t know about older kids) they really just need a place they can play safely with a few stimulating games/large creatures. So, I went on amazon and ordered like $35 worth of inflatable dinosaurs (which ended up being 10 of them). They were incredibly popular and provided fodder for a lot of wrestling both here and weeks after in our house.
Yah, that T-rex was $7. That is A LOT of fun/joy for 700 pennies – plus unlike a balloon you can deflate it and re-inflate it many times, which we have.
We bought these cute plates from Target and Royale brought these masks that were untouched by toddlers, but cute for us adults to look at and feel validated that we ‘tried.’
I first went to the party section of Target but I found the best stuff for us in the normal paper plate section – these are Cheeky + Brit and Co partnership plates and they had these cute ‘modern safari’ theme plates, which Charlie recognized and appreciated (ha).
Meanwhile we feel strongly that if we wear a playful themed costume our kids will think that we care (which we do).
They were a success. So easy. JUST WEAR A RIDICULOUS COSTUME, BLOW UP SOME BALLOONS AND GIVE THEM CAKE.
But underneath that costume was something that I am embarrassed by, but not enough to not show you:
MATCHING F*&*ING OUTFITS. A couple of months ago a company, Harlow and Jade, sent these to Birdie and me. At first I thought these are adorable but there is no world in which we will wear these in public together. Then that morning, in a moment of weakness, I found them (which I had misplaced due to packing up the house) and I put those overalls on that little Bird and realized that all my disgusting maternal dreams could come true just by stepping in those amazing grown-up overalls myself.
Man. That baby owns my heart, soul and apparently now, closet.
Please note the wide bell on those legs and also the fact that the button won’t snap because lady has a pretty adorably perfect belly (and yes, she fell pretty hard the night before on the corner of a drawer so that mark on her head was a cut that was healing).
Back to the boy of the moment:
Man was he happy. He knew that it was his day. As I’ve written about before, I’m not a big birthday person. My birthday is September 1st which always fell on labor day before school, plus my parents had 6 kids so there wasn’t exactly blow-outs 6 times a year. But I do believe that kids should feel special on their birthday. I guess I’m more on the camp to under-celebrate (also living in LA I’m paranoid of spoiling our kids at all moments).
He felt special.
My best-friend, Brian’s great-friend, and their daughter (Charlie’s lifelong crush) Sabine, left for a year-long job in Australia 2 days after this party so writing this post and seeing pics of that little lady made me kinda weepy. Beans, I miss you!!!
It was a very lovely day.
Charlie loved it. I didn’t stress. My only real mistake I made was not bringing enough of those $5 balloon inflaters for all the inflatable dinosaurs (my cheeks/lungs KILLED). But otherwise it was so easy, fun, cheap and it felt special to him (and us).
Because lets face it, he’s THREE YEARS OLD. I could have spray painted a used dog toy green, shoved a bow around it and he would have been PSYCHED.
*Photos by Sara Tramp for EHD