• Family Matters,  party party

    Baby Z Baby Shower Plans…

    I am throwing a baby shower for my cousin, Becky, in July. (Imagine that! I’m actually planning a party that is not for myself! How very unselfish of me.) I’m so excited. I love planning get-togethers and this one if for a very special cousin who I’ve sort of taken under my wing ever since I convinced her to leave the comfort of her parent’s home up in the Redwoods to move down here to Southern California where it’s hot, there are no trees and there is traffic all day long. I know, I’ve corrupted her. And now she’s having a baby.

    Just before she got pregnant, Becky had decided she wanted to be an oceanographer or have some sort of career that centered around the ocean and marine life. But those plans are on hold while she figures out how she is going to fit a baby into her life. (Not exactly the most stress-free undertaking considering she and her husband live in a very small one room apartment.)

    So, because she likes fishies so much, I thought I’d throw her an “under the sea” baby shower. It should be fun. I’m imagining green streamers hung from the ceiling to the floor to look like kelp, dangling fishes made out of paper, maybe even some clear plastic christmas bulbs strung together to look like bubbles… starfish and sea shells on the coffee table, maybe some blue tulle to look like foamy water… I don’t know, my mind is running in a thousand different directions. I love dreaming up decorations to make a party have ambiance.

    Thinking up games is a whole other story. I haven’t a clue. So far I think I’ll have big vase or a clear glass cookie jar full of goldfish crackers and make the guests guess how many crackers are in the container. This should be a great job for my niece Rapunzel who loves to count things.

    You can probably tell I’m inspired by the ever lovable goldfish cracker. They are so cute! Especially the baby ones. Have you seen those? Totally eatable, just like baby toes.

  • Family Matters,  Niece-com-poops,  party party,  the sticks

    Crazy 8th Birthday Carnival Party

    It’s the day of the big party and you have two hours to do all of the following:

    1. decorate the yard with streamers and balloons
    2. pop the popcorn
    3. ice the ice cream cone cupcakes
    4. load up the bubble machine
    5. mow the lawn
    6. wipe the weather crud off the white plastic lawn chairs
    7. clean the house
    8. put toilet paper and guest towels in the bathroom
    9. set up the games
    10. wrap the presents
    11. clean the cat boxes
    12. find the carpet so you can vacuum
    13 find the party girl and her sister and get them in the bath tub
    14. find their party clothes and dress them
    15. get yourself dressed and presentable
    16. read the directions for the cotton candy machine
    17. buy the missing ingredients to make cotton candy
    18. pen the dogs up so they don’t slobber all over the guests
    19. fix the drip system
    20. weed the rose garden
    21. put up the hammock
    22. buy gold fish
    23. feed a crying baby
    24. fire up the grill and start the makings for a bbq dinner
    25. remove cars parked on lawn
    26. sweep up dog hair and trash off driveway
    27. make a party cd and hook up mal-functioning boom box
    28. make party punch
    29. fill water balloons
    30. I could go on and on….

    You must be crazy right? Or related to me and my crazy family getting ready for Rapunzel’s carnival themed birthday party. So what were we doing two hours before the big event?

    We were out to breakfast at a sit down diner with a slow waitress.

    That’s what we do in this family. You can’t put on a crazy over-done children’s birthday party without a proper breakfast. Usually I’m having a nervous breakdown two hours before these crazy shindigs my family always seems to be putting on. I’m the one freaking out over what the guests are going to think when they discover that my family is not neat, clean or organized and my mom’s house could easily be a very entertaining episode of Clean Sweep. I’m usually the one stashing dirty laundry in the dishwasher and hiding dishes in the shower because I’m so desperate to put on some kind of appearance of orderliness no matter how false it may be. My family drives me crazy. CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY.

    But you know what? I’ve been through this many times now and this year I have a baby that demands all of my attention. I just had to let go and let it be. Because even though it seems like the most impossible feat ever, I have to remember that every single time they do pull it off and we always have a really good time. I just have to sit back and enjoy the chaos. Breath in. Breath out.

    It was a fantastic party. I don’t know how we could possibly top it, save for a trip to Paris or something. It was just non-stop fun.

    We didn’t have time to decorate the yard properly so we let the kids “teepee” the yard with streamers. I think that was probably one Rapunzel’s most favorite parts of her party. I made a party cd and we blasted it from a boom box on the window sill into the yard while she and a few neighbor kids hurled rolls of colored streamers over branches and zig zagged between the trees. It was a royal mess but completely hilariously fun.

    CC did it all. She came up with the theme. She made the invitations. She made all the plans and spent all the money. She bought the prizes, she made the ice cream cone cup cakes, she bought the bubble blowing machine, the hula hoops, the charades game and about five zillion presents for Rapunzel. You’d think she was related to me by blood. She really knows how to put on a good party.

    Rapunzel loved it.

    And so did Baby Bug.