Unbelievably, it is time to get ready for a first birthday party. Wasn’t I just waiting impatiently for her, getting all those tiny little newborn handmades ready? But here she is, a big, sturdy, almost-toddler who moves of her own locomotion, calls me by name, and incessantly tries to eat the dog’s food. I’m planning a little apple-themed party for our family and a couple homeschool friends with toddlers who I think she can safely count as friends.
I crocheted this sweet hat for her from this free pattern by Kay Meadors but made a little leaf from felt instead of crocheting one. I also made a little garland of felt apples to function as a party decoration, photo prop, and fall decoration in our kitchen.
Daphne wasn’t feeling particularly smile-y when it was time to take her picture, and she’s too little to bribe with M&M’s so I settled on this sweet but semi-serious pose for the back of her invitation.
Then I designed the front of her invitation in Photoshop with the help of the instructions on this blog.
Now we’re ready to party, except for this Mama trying to remember to not waste Daphne’s 11th month being nostalgic for the first 10. I won’t have more babies and I’m actually happy with that choice, but I do wish I could just keep one in the closet to snuggle on or sniff or nurse just when I want to. There is nothing like snuggling on your own sweet baby. I’ve been a lucky mama. And now I’ll focus on how lucky I am to hold her hand when she takes her wobbly steps; enjoy Worth as he takes in the world all new, amazed that everything around him is Covered in Words!; and be amazed at the poised and accomplished girl my big one is turning out to be. Lucky indeed.
Every year since Dorothy has been a baby we’ve hosted a 4th of July-themed bash in our back yard for her small friends. We had the 2010 event a couple days ago, and it was a success. This year we featured do-it-youself face (turned into body) painting, the dress-up box (even more exciting outdooors in 100 degree heat!) and other yard games. I wanted to make some version of the locally-popular game cornhole (basically bean-bag toss) that would be easy for preschoolers, so I stitched up some homemade bean bags before the party.
I used a set of coasters as a template to cut 8 fabric squares (leftover scraps from the matching outfits of last week), stitched them right-sides together leaving a small opening on one side, turned them right-side out, filled them with dried beans from the pantry using a small flexible cutting board as a funnel (see top photo), then hand-stitched the openings closed. Then I spray-painted two lines in the grass about 10 feet apart and put the bean bags on one side and a laundry basket on the other. The kids didn’t actually end up playing with it much–the draw of the face-paint was too strong–but I kind of liked the idea and will probably use it again at smaller gatherings when there is less competition for attention. I think it would be a fun multi-generational game.
Here’s Dorothy with self-painted cheeks and arms. We like the crayon-style face paints because the kids can paint themselves easily and it washes off with no more than a baby wipe. By the end of the party, some kids were almost fully naked and had paint from one end to the other!
After the party we had to return to reality with a jolt–27 children and 21 adults left, then we had three hours to clean the house and evacuate for a real estate showing. Ugh. No feedback, so I assume that after all that effort the prospective buyers were not interested.
Yesterday was much calmer. The party over, Dorothy went off to spend the day with her newly-relocated grandparents. I took Worth to his 4-month checkup (75% percentile in height and weight!), then he slept undisturbed by sister all afternoon while I got caught up on various quiet tasks and made some invitations to his upcoming baptism and brunch. It’s certainly not necessary to send invitations to the small, close crowd of family and friends who will be included in this day, but doing so does seem to set apart this event as something extra-special. I printed a Filippo Lippi painting from the internet (for personal use) that I’d admired at the Uffizi in Florence before I was married and taped it to a little message I printed on cardstock.