My sweet little Hudson turned 4 a few weeks ago, which I can still hardly believe. FOUR? My baby is FOUR? That not only makes me feel old, but also a little sad that he’s growing up so fast.
We celebrated Hudson’s fourth birthday by throwing him a Peter Pan party. He was thrilled with his invitations we sent out in bottles, and could hardly wait to wear his Peter Pan costume. He was a little disappointed though when he discovered the costume didn’t make him fly. Trust me, he tried jumping off the bed. (Thank goodness it was just the bed.)
The first few years of our children’s birthday parties, my husband would frown, roll his eyes, and think I was out of control. We don’t fight very often, but it was a given that we’d land ourselves in a fight the night before one of our children’s birthday parties. I’d be stressing over all the last minute things I needed to get done, and he’d be annoyed wishing his wife would just come to bed like a normal person. Miraculously though, after six years of over the top parties he’s had a change of heart and has really gotten into it. So this year I just about died when he suggested he dress up as Captain Hook. WHAT?? So the Kellers became Peter Pan, Captain Hook, Wendy Darling, and Princess Tigerlily for Hudson’s big day.
His party took place on the beach at Kayak Point State Park. We woke up to rainclouds and sprinkles but by the time we got out to the beach the rain had stopped and the sun was shining. It was a birthday miracle. (If you know me, it rains about 75% of the time I’m planning an outdoor party.)
The kids had a blast at the beach. They had a Peter Pan picnic on a pirate ship table, dug for buried treasure, sword fought mean Captain Hook, had their faces painted, and of course ate more sugar than their parents would have agreed to.
After the party was over, everything was cleaned up and we were finally driving away, Ally said from the backseat of the car “Mommy, that was the best party you ever did!” Hudson chimed in and said “I want to have my party there next year too!”
Those sweet little comments make every ounce of work worth it. Sitting in their car seats, Ally wearing green fairy wings and a face covered in pixie paint, and Hudson with crazy messy hair, a body covered in sand and black lips from too many pirate cake pops, both beyond exhausted from all the fun. That’s my definition of a party success.