Who: Clara, decked out in her beloved Woody outfit (thanks to Lynda for the adorable vest). Ben, sporting his self-styled, Jason Mraz channeling cowboy attire. Mom and Dad, dressed as either fun, cool parents or big dorks, depending on your point of view. An assortment of our North Carolina nearest and dearest ready to get their yee-haw on and have a good time.
What: Months ago, Clara requested a Woody birthday party for her big leap to three fingers on that hand. She was extremely clear from the start — she wanted a Woody party, not Jessie, just Woody. We set out to make her “cowboy-girl” (Clara’s name for herself) wish come true.
When: On Saturday, the day after our April Fool’s girl had her birthday. Clara was semi-recovered from her cold and managed to have a grand time. A possible exhaustion/over-stimulated meltdown was averted with a little bag of Cheetos (a big treat around here, so much so, that when Clara was asked what was the best part of her party day, she answered, “Having my own bag of Cheetos.”).
Where: Lucky for us, our little downtown has the perfect location, the Historic Newton Depot. The old train depot has been beautifully refurbished with hardwood floors, high ceilings, large windows, a ticket counter and a serendipitous train that sped right by during the party.
Why: That little girl with those big baby blues, with an excitement for the party planning as much as the party itself, who squealed with delight at each decoration created or plastic snake in a bucket— well, she makes it easy to pull a couple of late nights bringing it all together.
How: Play some down home country music, a round of Snake in My Boots, Pin the Tail on Bullseye and Cats' Tails, grab a lollipop from the corral, chomp on some wagon wheel pie (i.e. pizza), slurp ice cold lemonade and gather round a sweet cowboy-girl with a platter of cupcakes and wish her the happiest of birthdays.
Randy Newman and the Toy Story soundtrack says it better — “You’ve got a friend in me,” and best —“We belong together.” Forever.
1 comment:
Oh how I wish we lived in the same town and I could HIRE YOU to plan my kids birthday party. One of my least favorite things in life to do. :/
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