Jade's 4th birthday party was a true success in my book. She felt loved and celebrated, she had a good time with friends, and I had an outlet for some creativity and planning.
Inspired by Tangled, the decor consisted of lanterns, purple/sun banners, and lots of hair!
Please know that all ideas were found by simply googling "Rapunzel Party Ideas" and a bunch of printables came from SuperMom's website.
The braid has become quite the entertainment after the party.
The girls take turns hooking it into their own hair and running around with it. I have also seen it used as a jump rope. And have laughed when I hear the girls say things like, "don't step on my hair!", "oh, that's just my looong hair!", or my favorite- "Duke! Let go of my hair!".
We started the party with a little coloring while we waited for all the guests to arrive.
Then I donned each of the girls' heads with a headband of long hair.
I played a read aloud of Disney's Tangled to refresh the kiddos' memory of the story. Mainly about Flynn Rider and how Rapunzel used the frying pan to defend herself. Also about her friend Pascal. Knowing these things would help our craft and game to make sense!
For the craft we made these Pascal blowouts.
I think they turned out really cute.
The game was "Pin the Frying Pan on Flynn Rider". It was really enjoyed by everyone, even the 3 "older" girls (Sis Lily, cuz Avery, and big sib Sophie).
I love their blind folded smiles!
Probably the biggest hit of the party though was the food. I kept it simple with fruit skewers and cheese cubes. A fun part was making the blue jello "boats"...inspired by the boat scene in the movie. The girls helped me prepare them and they were gobbled up quickly at the party.
The most fun for me though was making the "tower" and cupcakes. Though as a six year old I dreamed of being a cake decorator, I had actually never held a piping bag full icing until two nights before the party. I started practicing on a plate and almost gave up. I was just trying to figure out how to make leaves or grass. Its amazing though what a little late night YouTube video instruction can do. It turns out I needed to thin the icing a bit to have the right consistency for what I wanted to do. I was happy with how it turned out. Dollar store faux flowers were the toppers on the cupcakes.
We sang happy birthday before diving into the food. Jade got all shy on us. So cute!
I love Lily's expression as Jade is trying to blow the candles out. She really wanted to help her but refrained. Good girl!
We all filled our plates and then the kids enjoyed a little bit of free play.
Then Jade decided she really wanted to open her gifts. I wasn't sure this activity would hold the attention of all the kids, but as you can see they were all over it!
I had them pose for a group shot at the end and then Jade passed out the "Rapunzel Paints". The girls got to take home their hair headbands and Pascal of course as well.
It was fun, but by that time I was so ready to put my foot up!
And I did! While the grandparents stayed to watch her open "family" presents. All the presents were loved except the one from her mommy and daddy! It was so funny when she opened this snow cone machine. I guess she thought it was just a pretend one and we overhead her telling Lily that she could have it if she wanted it. Then Jade mentioned to Jerry, "Wasn't that nice of me?"!! Later when she realized it made real snowcones she asked for it back though!
Her great uncle got her a wig and then she was transformed...
One last picture:
These guys really did the bulk of the work for the party. With Jerry taking a Greek intensive during the summer while working crazy hours, and with my job always being busy at the beginning of the month, the grandparents showed up early and worked their tails off until party time!
I appreciated their help so much...not much they won't do for their grandkids! And somehow I usually seem to benefit from that! ;)
Monday, July 18, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Ouch!
Yes! That is a picture of my foot below!
Can you see the bruising?
I would really like to be picking and posting pix from Jade's Tangled party right now, but instead I am going to explain why I will be putting my foot up.
Party T-30 minutes- I was making one more round around the kitchen table making sure things were just so and my hip, which is apparently bigger than I realize, hit a book off the window sill (we keep our kids devotionals there for after dinner) and it landed smack dab on my foot. The corner of it to right below my fourth toe. Ouch! It really hurt. Like REALLY hurt.
But, the party was going to happen so I went about my business.
Party T-15 minutes - I looked down at it and WHOA. It was popping out like a goose egg. Okay, so maybe more like a hen egg. Let's just go with robin egg. But man it was freaky looking. I showed my mom (nurse) and she said I really needed to do something about it. And when had it happened and why hadn't I done something sooner. Something like that. And then when she started talking about needing to stop the ruptured blood vessel in there I started to get woozy.
Party T-10 minutes - I am laying on our bed with feet up trying to put make-up on while Jerry and my mom are trying to find bandage wraps. Mom applies pressure, oh my, and wraps it real tight. I continue to feel woozy but do manage to get my make-up on (important stuff).
Party time! I answer the door hobbling with the ugliest puffiest ace bandage wrap you have ever seen.
That night the pain was bad. I had a conversation with Jerry at one point in the middle of the night that went something like, OMG...I can't breathe. It's throbbing. I think it is broken. What am I going to do all summer with a broken foot. Jerry!!! How am I going to teach the 2 year olds in the morning?!?
Sunday morning I was less worried about those two year olds than I was finding a church shoe to fit over the swollen foot. I would not be sporting ace bandage. Once a sandal was found then my mind turned toward how was I going to get to the church building. Early!
We go to an urban church and there is basically no close parking. Even senior citizens have to be SEVENTY to park in the lot. For the rest of us, it is a long walk. And sometimes up hill. Jerry was able to drop me off at a somewhat close door and then it was two year old time.
We only had FIVE. PTL! We never only have five. What are the odds of one of them sitting in a rocker and that rocker coming down on my foot? The injured foot?!? I was proud that I didn't cuss nor cry because I felt like doing both.
Then after church the dog, Duke, who is nearing 70 pounds, backed all of his weight right onto me. My foot! The injured foot! Ugh. Let's just say that Lily has asked, "Momma, what does 'damn dog' mean?" since then. Lovely.
But the real icing on the cake was today. We were continuing party clean up and Lily was helping me put bottled waters away. She was handing me two at a time and I was putting them in the fridge. When all of a sudden she decided to toss them to me. Just seeing this in my peripheral vision made me wince. And of course! Where does one land? On my foot! My injured foot!
I cried. Jade cried. And Lily just stared looking bewildered. Poor thing! And my poor foot!
I must go put it up. Promised the girls a blueberry picking trip early in the morning. Hoping my tennis shoe will fit!
Rapunzel pictures soon!
Can you see the bruising?
I would really like to be picking and posting pix from Jade's Tangled party right now, but instead I am going to explain why I will be putting my foot up.
Party T-30 minutes- I was making one more round around the kitchen table making sure things were just so and my hip, which is apparently bigger than I realize, hit a book off the window sill (we keep our kids devotionals there for after dinner) and it landed smack dab on my foot. The corner of it to right below my fourth toe. Ouch! It really hurt. Like REALLY hurt.
But, the party was going to happen so I went about my business.
Party T-15 minutes - I looked down at it and WHOA. It was popping out like a goose egg. Okay, so maybe more like a hen egg. Let's just go with robin egg. But man it was freaky looking. I showed my mom (nurse) and she said I really needed to do something about it. And when had it happened and why hadn't I done something sooner. Something like that. And then when she started talking about needing to stop the ruptured blood vessel in there I started to get woozy.
Party T-10 minutes - I am laying on our bed with feet up trying to put make-up on while Jerry and my mom are trying to find bandage wraps. Mom applies pressure, oh my, and wraps it real tight. I continue to feel woozy but do manage to get my make-up on (important stuff).
Party time! I answer the door hobbling with the ugliest puffiest ace bandage wrap you have ever seen.
That night the pain was bad. I had a conversation with Jerry at one point in the middle of the night that went something like, OMG...I can't breathe. It's throbbing. I think it is broken. What am I going to do all summer with a broken foot. Jerry!!! How am I going to teach the 2 year olds in the morning?!?
Sunday morning I was less worried about those two year olds than I was finding a church shoe to fit over the swollen foot. I would not be sporting ace bandage. Once a sandal was found then my mind turned toward how was I going to get to the church building. Early!
We go to an urban church and there is basically no close parking. Even senior citizens have to be SEVENTY to park in the lot. For the rest of us, it is a long walk. And sometimes up hill. Jerry was able to drop me off at a somewhat close door and then it was two year old time.
We only had FIVE. PTL! We never only have five. What are the odds of one of them sitting in a rocker and that rocker coming down on my foot? The injured foot?!? I was proud that I didn't cuss nor cry because I felt like doing both.
Then after church the dog, Duke, who is nearing 70 pounds, backed all of his weight right onto me. My foot! The injured foot! Ugh. Let's just say that Lily has asked, "Momma, what does 'damn dog' mean?" since then. Lovely.
But the real icing on the cake was today. We were continuing party clean up and Lily was helping me put bottled waters away. She was handing me two at a time and I was putting them in the fridge. When all of a sudden she decided to toss them to me. Just seeing this in my peripheral vision made me wince. And of course! Where does one land? On my foot! My injured foot!
I cried. Jade cried. And Lily just stared looking bewildered. Poor thing! And my poor foot!
I must go put it up. Promised the girls a blueberry picking trip early in the morning. Hoping my tennis shoe will fit!
Rapunzel pictures soon!
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