I was lucky enough to spend the morning with my friend and take some photos of her new baby. She is adorable, but I resisted the urge to have a third child.
But if I did (not going to), I decided he would be named Wendell.
Baby love.
Marching Band Birthday Party May 16, 2010
I remember the look in my working friends eyes during the boys’ birthday parties when I was a “Stay at Home” mom. You know the look. If eyeballs could speak they would have been screaming, “Free time much?”. I get it. I was determined to not let the parties suffer now that I am back to work full time outside of the home. I also teach Kindergarten which is not one of those jobs you get to take little breaks and check your Facebook or order supplies online from your desk. Oh the stories my eyes could tell.
This year my youngest changed his party theme from “Duckie Candy Party” (he knows what he likes, my boy) to a Honk! Marching Band party. We could have made Duckie Candy work but I was so much more thrilled with the new theme!
We were watching this at bedtime on Youtube, simmer down Librarians, I’m a teacher – I got this.
And my son was inspired. He also loves the Honk! fest we go to every year which is a street marching band joyful noise kind of thing. He mixed them together and we got our Marching Band themed party.
I got this off ebay, not while at work!, and then my son designed how we hot glued the ribbons on for further finery. I should say that one of the concessions to my working, was this was a total sew-free party. I am ok with that. My co-teacher at work says that she doesn’t like eating an apple because it’s, “Too much committment for [her] mouth.” Funny, right? But I feel the same way about my sewing machine these days. Only not eating it, just using it. It feels like too much to set it up and use it these days. Maybe soon little dusty one, soon.
I ordered this decal from ebay and was really happy with the way it looked on this thrifted vase. We picked up sticks from the yard and attached ribbons and bells to use as marching batons.
The hats can be found here. And the felt hat I got for the birthday boy as well.
This poster is from etsy, I love the image and it’s something I’ll frame and hang in my little ones room as a reminder of the party.
The shirt we made using a stencil bought online, can’t find the vendor. I was going to freezer paper but then I smartened up, see my earlier comment about sewing as further proof. We added some ribbon to the sleeve to give it that drum major look. The hit of the party was the new sand box that’s an old boat we got off Craigslist, dug into our backyard and filled with sand. I’ll do another post on that one later!
The birthday Poo-bah.
Ok, about the cake. Let me explain. The sun was in my eyes…. My little Food Network Challenge watching guy asked for a “tall tall cake” that was white and had strawberries sticking out on top. We had strawberries on the side, check. Tall tall was a tall order since I baked egg free cakes. Not sure if you are aware but eggs kind of give baking it’s structure. They are super binders those little f’ers. Ok, there were other mistakes. I was super proud of myself for slipping wax paper between the cake and the cake stand. Apparently you’re supposed to just have it under the edge, not the whole thing. It makes a difference, I assure you. But let’s focus on my concept. Not to brag, BUT, I was stoked when I thought to add a vintage drum as a layer for height and interest since you can guess my piping skills are non existent. My little one decorated the top and stuck the candles in, credit where credit is due.
I may have screamed, “Get over here, the cake is about it fall!” to gather people. It was keeping with true Food Network Challenge style. Suspenseful and a little wonky.
It was delicious though. A parent asked for my recipe. Not sure if she was mocking me or was really interested because that baby was directly out of da’ box. I did add my flair with the icing, half store bought half whipped cream cheese to cut the sugary taste. Maybe it was the lack of eggs that made it so moist and yummy.
Such a fitting present. This trumpet got a lot of use after the party. Until I made my oldest stop. I was ready to donate my ears to charity by that point.
Things I did not get photos of: the instrument making table for one. I set out tubes, tin foil, bells, pipe cleaners, empty containers, corks, chopsticks and tons of duct tape so kids could make their own instruments. We also showed a video clip of the Ok Go song and a few other drumming winners from youtube.
This being my favorite:
And then there was Fishel. Poor guy has taken a bit of a beating on my porch. I plan to shellac him soon to salvage what I can of his dignity.
My little guy is 4 and will be starting pre-k next year. It amazes me that I got so lucky in the family department. Happy birthday my little drummer. May you always march to the beat of your own drum.
Eartha, Can You Hear Me? May 10, 2010
Missing you Ms Kitsch (and even Jack).
Saw this and thought of you both.
Be well and be in touch!
T
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom May 9, 2010
Thank you Mom
For all the work you have done and continue to do for our family (and now my own family).
I appreciate you.
You are beautiful.
Breath May 5, 2010
It’s the final push at work, summer vacation coming. Feeling emotional to say goodbye to a wonderful group of kiddos and feeling a little like I am swimming in all the work of wrapping up a school year.
So I am taking the time to really appreciate spring, not flash forward to summer but to really take the time to notice all the new growth at our house. This is our first spring in the new house, our first house, and it’s so exciting to mark time by what’s blooming.
I feel lucky that this beautiful mature wisteria graces our front porch.
I am taking the time to smell (and photograph) the flowers.
Paper Dolls for Boys 
