Est. 2000

We had a little party for him on his birthday that ended up being a lot of fun, and not a lot of planning or stress for me! Perfect! I kept on hoping that some brilliant idea would come to me of what the theme should be for his party, and all of the games and treats and cake that would go along with said theme, but it never did. So the day before his birthday I gave up that dream and just called a few friends and invited them over for a small, but perfect-for-a-3-year-old, birthday party. We did go to the expense of buying the awesome birthday streamers and party plates and cups from the Dollar Store, I know, we're big spenders eh?! So, the 18th rolls around and during Evans nap-time and Cohens TV time, I hung up the streamers over the kitchen table, put on the balloon table-cloth, and blew up all 25 balloons and had them strewn about the place. I was doing something in the other room when Cohen came upstairs, and wasn't really thinking about it when he comes in and is very insistent, "Come here mom, I show you someting!!" So I follow him out to the living room where he does this little gasp and points at the streamers and says, "What is dat?!!!!" He was almost overcome. I tell him it's for his party, and he was so happy and amazed, "For MY pahty?!!!" He seriously walked around with his mouth open taking in the glory of the party decorations. It was so cute!!

So since it's his birthday, I let him get up on the counter and help me color the frosting for the cupcakes. And also since it's his birthday, I let him eat however much blue frosting he wanted, right?! Well, we finish getting ready and the guests begin to arrive, and one girl was telling my neighbor about how she'd had a cough and she couldn't stop coughing. Cohen comes over to me a few times and points at his throat or his mouth and tells me that he's sick. I kiss it better each time, and I'm thinking that he is just making it up because of what Missy was saying, like he was copying her for being sick. I think nothing of it. Well, the 4th time, he comes over and I kiss him, and he steps back and barfs blue frosting all over the floor!!!! Oh yes, it's true!! And I have to assure everybody that he's not really sick, that I haven't invited them over to our house for a party when my kid had the flu and so their kids would get it, but that he really had just had too much sugar because he ate so much frosting!! In hindsight I guess they figured that was true because all the barf was bright blue!! Pretty obvious what had made him sick. At least the party could only get better from there, right?!

So, we played Duck, Duck, Goose, andCohen insisted on playing like this, "goose, goose, goose, goose. . .GOOSE!!!!" You could tell what he meant by the inflection of his voice, but he would not say Duck!!

Then we opened presents, had all of the kids decorate their own cupcake with frosting and lots of candy, and we called it good!!! Perfect 3 year old party. No planning, no theme, no expensive prizes to give the guests to take home. Just lots of balloons, and simple game, and cupcakes!! I would suggest it to anyone!