My Son’s Third Birthday Party
My son just turned three. I can’t believe it. I know every parent says this but it doesn’t make it any less true. It happens so fast. One minute he’s unwrapping an entire roll of toilet paper down your hallway and through the living room. The very next moment he’s three.
I was excited to put together something special for our big guy. love hosting parties. I love the planning. I love the decorating. I love making the food. I love laughing and feeding the people we love most. I probably wouldn’t love it as much if I didn’t have my family to help. But I do. They always drive or fly in a few days before and we all get to work.
This was the first party where my son was involved in the planning. Obviously at ages one and two he didn’t care. This year was different. He has opinion now. Lots of them.
He has recently developed an obsession (there is no better way to describe it) with the color orange. Everything must be orange. Naturally I wanted to incorporate the color in the party in some way. As luck would have it he recently saw and loved the movie Planes. The main character is an orange plane named Dusty. My buddy was ecstatic about the idea of having a Planes birthday.
I continued the orange theme as I put together a menu. There was orange punch to drink. We had chips and dip, cantaloupe, and little cups of salad. I served oranges made into bowls and filled with blueberries and orange slices. My mom made her special homemade macaroni and cheese. My dad manned the grill and prepared hot dogs and bad dogs (hot dogs split and filled with a chipotle mixture and wrapped in bacon). My brother in-law made homemade ice cream. He’s the ice cream king in our family. The guests took home little jars of orange jelly beans.
The weather was perfect so the kids were happy to be outside for much of the event. I set up a station for coloring with Dusty coloring pages I’d printed from online. I never considered that the crayons might melt outside in the heat. They did. Nobody minded.
My brother in-law, a pilot, spray painted a runway on the grass. He helped the kids with paper airplanes and they took turns throwing them down the runway.
It was a lot of work but a lot of fun. With so many active three and four year olds I neglected to take as many photos as I would have liked. I should have given the job to my sister. Next year I will!
Of course every single photo I took of the children turned out blurry. They were in motion at all times. I’ll take that as a sign of a good time.
After everyone left our birthday boy put on his favorite gift of the day, a Spiderman costume. It is his first true superhero costume. I guess that means he’s officially a big kid.
He wore it until he crashed around 10 PM that night. That’s a happy boy.