
Ella’s 3rd birthday was a big and drawn out event at our house. Her party was on Friday, but her actual birthday wasn’t until Monday, so it really felt like four days of birthday extravaganza. And, oh yeah … Mother’s Day fell on Sunday in the middle of it all.
The fun started on Friday morning at school. When I initially asked months ago what kind of party she wanted, she said “pink.” That is her answer for many questions, you see. She LOVES pink. It’s not just her favorite color; Ella IS pink. The pink bowl, cup, and plate never make it to the dishwasher in our house because she must use them every meal. So they are either in the sink or the drainer. (That was, of course, before she received a Disney Princess plate, fork, and spoon for her birthday, but I am jumping ahead of myself.)
I began planning a pink party. You will see below in the photos that pink was well represented. As time went on, though, she wanted a Princess and Dora party. (Life lesson: never ask a three year old to decide anything more than about five minutes before execution of said decision.) So, I planned a princess party for school and a Dora incorporated into the already planned pink party at home.
I must interject for those of who do not have a 2-5 year old girl in their lives that “princess” is not a generic term; it refers specifically to the Disney Princesses. In yet another brilliant marketing ploy, Disney has brought the princess heroines (Snow White, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Belle, and Jasmine) from their films together in group form and used them to market anything and everything you can think of. In our modest home alone, we have a nightgown, full place setting, book, bike helmet, bouncy ball, and backpack featuring the princesses. Ella has not seen a single Disney film in its entirety. (She is beginning to watch parts of “The Little Mermaid,” but I am taking issue with the glorification of a snotty teenage mermaid’s defiance and disobedience of her father, that incidentally leads to great wealth, fame, and success. Exact same theme in “Aladdin” and “Beauty and the Beast” … but I digress again.) Yet even though she has never seen the movies, she knows every princess on sight. Jasmine happens to be her current favorite.
So to school we took cookies with pink M & M’s and pink lemonade to be served on Disney Princess plates and in pink cups. Evan picked her up a bit early from school and delivered eight pink helium balloons for her to share with her friends. According to Evan, this was a great hit with the kids. I think the only reason Ella’s teachers are still speaking to me is that we dropped them off at the very end of the day.
After school, lunch, and a quick nap, about nine of Ella’s buddies from church and the neighborhood arrived for the 3:00 pm birthday party at home. Evan was home, and Pops and Nana came to help. We had snacks and a craft and then went outside to play on the swing set and in our brand new very own bounce house. (See explanation below)
We then came back inside to have cupcakes and open gifts. Ella was so sweet while she opened her presents. She hasn’t really been to many “friend parties” in her memory, so the idea that all her friends brought gifts for her was a bit confusing. She kept saying, “Is this for me?” and every time she opened a gift, she would say, “Oh my! Mama look at this!” When everyone left, she was concerned that they had left their gifts behind, so we had to explain to her again that she got to keep all the presents. It does my heart well that she made it all the way to the 3 years old without knowing that she gets lots of stuff on her birthday. (That little moment is now over, and I do not expect a repeat performance at her 4th birthday party. Nonetheless, I am blogging about now so when she emerges as a green eyed monster, I will remember that she was once naïve about the whole concept.)
She received pajamas, a shorts outfit, a few new books, an Ariel doll, a puzzle, the prized Princess place setting (including placemat), and many other wonderful gifts. She loved ALL of them, and they are all being well loved and played with.
All in all, the party was a great success. We had plenty to keep the kids busy without feeling like we were keeping the Army’s schedule. The kids were all sweet, kind, and gracious with one another, and I think the moms actually had a reasonably good time, too. Easton, in true Easton fashion, rolled with the big kids and took it all in. Our house did not look like a warzone when all was said and done thanks to great friends and Pops and Nana vigilantly cleaning up behind us as we went. We spent the rest of the weekend recovering … and gearing up for the actual birthday on Monday …
(Oh, yes … we bought a bounce house. The Michael branch if our family bought one a few years ago, and I just never thought we would follow suit. But after looking into renting one for the party, we realized that buying one of our own would pay for itself in two rentals. So … we now own a bounce house!)