I’m almost a month late on this one, which makes me eligible for the official title of “Worst Mother EVER.” I mean, really. It’s the second child. And I never believed anyone when they said there would be fewer photos, less urgency, lower expectations of yourself. But they are right. I no longer chase birthday party perfection with 188 DIY items, and my point-n-shoot no longer stays attached to my right hand. Still, though, I love my baby boy just as much as his big brother, and I desperately want to savor every one of his moments. To that end, I made sure to pull out my “fancy” camera when some friends came over to wish him a Happy First Birthday, Mickey Mouse style, last month.
Fortunately, one of my best friends had already done a Mickey party for her twin boys when they turned 3. She was kind enough to bring the decor for me to use. We did make the cupcakes fresh, though. 😉
These pretzel sticks dipped in white chocolate then rolled in Mickey-fetti were delish. Thank you, Party City, for the gi-normous Mickey. One month later, and the guy is still floating in the kitchen. He no longer waves, but he’s floating nonetheless.Nolan wanted to pump up the music. After all, it was his party!
Happy Thursday, friends!