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Let's Celebrate!

See?! I am trying to update the blog more often! (High five!) My intent for this entry was to document Daxton's 1st birthday party when I realized that I have yet to post anything from Brynlynn's 3rd.  Thus, I'm going to do a little bit of backtracking to even things up a bit, but this may be the only time this happens.  I'm going to try to move forward and just keep things updated as we go. We shall see.  Hopefully, eventually, each entry won't have to begin with an apology/explanation and a new found resolve to do better...hopefully. 

I love parties. I do. I also hate them, but I mostly love them.  I usually only hate them because my own type A personality and drive for complete perfection can be stressful-yet productive! Mostly, I love them. I have decided, however, that I need to cut back a little bit and stop throwing as many parties as I have in the past because they do require a lot of my time, energy...money...and there are more important things for me to focus on.  

That being said, Brent (who doesn't really share my enthusiasm for a good shin-dig) thinks we should limit the "over-the-top" birthday parties to the first one, and I'm ok with that.  I still think the birthday should be something special for that individual, but that doesn't mean we have to have a grandiose party every time.  I get it.  I was soooo on board with this idea of no party for the 3rd birthday until, until she wanted a PRINCESS PARTY! Oh the possibilities! The fun! The decor, the dress-up time...so, next year, no big party. Promise. 






Brent made the cake! 

Seth was "hired" to make balloon swords for the boys, but ended up working mostly for the princesses...you know how those princesses are ;). 



The dress-up room...both princesses and princes were allowed.  The girls could have their nails painted,  freshen their makeup, accessorize their dresses with jewelry, sceptors etc.










Brynlynn, seemed to have a good time.  She also gets a little overwhelmed, I think, once all the guests arrive (so far this has happened this year and last).  Hopefully, overall it was a good experience for her.  

...I've realized we are TERRIBLE at taking pictures!  There aren't any of the set-up, rooms etc...sorry, hopefully you can feel how magical it was based on the material presented. :(







Comments

Lauren said…
Such a fun party! So glad we could come!
I'm bad at taking pictures at parties, too. Especially the everyone-look-here-and-smile kind. You know, the kind that you really wanted all along.
But the pictures you did get are fabulous. Really, such a cute little girl!

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