Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Megan's Birthday
Megan turned 6! She loves American Girl, especially Samantha, so we modeled her party after Samantha's. That was quite an undertaking, but well worth it in the end. Each of the girls brought an American Girl or some other favorite doll, and they all had a tea party. I made Petit Fours- crazy, but quite tasty, and Megan wanted them so badly. And we even shaped the peppermint ice cream in a mold, just like Samantha's butler did for her. There was a reason Samantha needed a butler...and a cook...and a maid. Megan, on the other hand, only has a Mommy.
I found little white doll t-shirts online, so we decorated those with fabric markers. Then, I had some cute material, so I made simple little skirts for the dolls. And, of course, Hobby Lobby would have ribbon on sale, so I did matching bows for the girls and their dolls. All of this, of course, seemed like a brilliant idea at the time. I mean, it was so budget-savvy and fun. And it probably wouldn't have been such a big deal if I hadn't procrastinated everything until the last week, but I digress...
The boys, of course, were not at all interested in the fancy, shmancy stuff. They painted little wooden cars and raced them around. The dads manned their table handsomely, and even managed to clean up all of the paint. My hat is off to Bryan for that feat. The boys were at the kitchen table and the girls were in the dining room. The difference in noise level was comical. Even though there were 13 girls and ten boys, the boys were about five times louder than the girls. The dining room was quiet and calm- the kitchen was just rowdy.
Megan had a fantastic time- she said it was her "best birthday ever." Of course, the most telling part of the evening was something we unfortunately didn't get a picture of. Megan was in all her tea party finery- pink frilly dress and all- streaking around on her brother's scooter with the boys, while the girls inside wandered around looking for her.
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