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The Great Big Green Puppet Show Birthday Party Post
You guys! The party was so fun! Would it be cheating if I just sent you over to read Bethany’s post about it? I’ve been trying to punch out some sort of report but I think she covered the most humorous angle, which is that I’m a crazy old bat.
Of course the other obvious angle is Bug herself. She was the birthday girl after all. And most importantly, she inspired all this craziness. I might complain that I can’t get anything done now that I’m a mom but I have to give credit where it is due. She repays me four-fold with inspiration. These are the things she loves best…and now I love them too.
She’s my silly little green-loving munchkin. Do you see her in the photo below? She’d be the crazy kid in the front guffawing her head off. Somebody quick take her food away before she chokes!
I think she had a good time.
Toby jokes that it’s a good thing we don’t have six kids. What kind of parties would I throw then? Probably normal parties with cake. To be honest with you, I’m ready for a normal party next.
After this party was finally happening and my grand vision was realized, I was done. Don’t get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of the party. I love hanging out with all our friends and family and seeing the birthday girl filled with glee but it’s really the planning part that I manically love. After that is done, I’m happy to just blend into the wall and watch.
Putting on the puppet show was a bit nerve-wracking for me. I might like attention but not so much on the stage. My niece Rapunzel did a really good job. She stole the show. I think I should have just let her do it all on her own. We had so much fun together, writing the script and painting the scenes.
In the end we didn’t use the scenes because they were way too time-consuming to take up and put down. Maybe with a lot of practice we could pull that off but I think a loose, ad-lib style of puppet show is better. I think the kids loved it most when they could interact with the puppets and you just can’t script that.
Actually, one of the highlights and negatives of the party was how much the children interacted with a character that we created. Every time this one bird puppet came out they were supposed yell, “Oh No!! It’s Scary Bird!!” But instead everyone screamed and that scared the youngest kids and made them cry. I don’t think Scary Bird was very scary but the screaming was. Poor things.
I think mostly everyone had a good time.
The kids seemed to really like the craft table. I set them up with crayons and colored pencils, pom poms and felt bits, washable glitter glue and safety scissors. I was going to put out marker pens but after Baby Bug snatched a marker and drew a big green line on her nose, I made the executive decision that maybe three-year-olds don’t need marker pens at birthday parties.
The planned craft was that the children would create puppets out of paper bags. This worked out better than I ever expected. The children needed little instruction. Before I knew it there was a quiet buzz while they all crowded around my coffee table making their creations.
They were way more creative than I ever expected. It just goes to show, all you need to do is give children supplies and let them do the rest. I had accidentally left the container of party blowouts on the table and before I knew it several kids had incorporated those into their puppets. Arms, legs, long tongues. They were ingenious.
I also had planned to make sock puppets. I had delegated button-sewing (for eyes) to CC since it’s not really safe to put needles out for three-year-olds. (I have been a mom for three years now, I’ve learned a few things!) We had some yarn for sewing on the buttons that CC cut up into small lengths. What we didn’t plan on was that the kids would find that yarn and use it for hair!!!
We never did end up doing the sock puppets. There was no need.
Another thing that really worked out better than I expected was the green food bar. I love the way all the little round containers looked like a palette in green. I wish I had put spoons in each one but I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off and forgot that detail.
I’ve learned from past parties that no matter how badly I may want to do everything, I can’t actually do everything myself. People really do want to help and they are always asking me what they can do. In the past, I’ve just stood there stuttering about this or that but this year I made a food diagram with all the many bits listed. If anyone wanted to cut something up or help put something out, they could just consult the diagram instead of asking the crazy woman who was buzzing on some other frequency. It also helped me a lot because I tend to forget about food that I’ve bought. Then I find it after the party and am stuck trying to get rid of two gallons of mint ice cream for the next three months.
Which I did forget by the way. I forgot to put it on the list!!! Anyone want to come over for a mint-chip ice-cream social?
So I’m pretty good at delegating now that I’m old. As you can see, Bethany helped make the punch. She also made the cake which was sooooooooo yummy! I’m glad she made extra because I’m hankering for another piece right now. It was a lemon cake with lemon-zest cream-cheese frosting, all colored green of course. Delicious! I could eat it all day.
There was green beer and green punch and green friends…It was just a great green-filled day.
Then at the end of the party Bug got a RED hat as a present from her Auntie CC. She picked out that color. It was sort of funny when it happened. We were in the yarn store a few weeks back and CC took her off to pick out whatever color she wanted. CC showed her the green of course, but Bug very pointedly chose red. Did she choose red because I have a red hat and she wants to be like me or is she moving on? I don’t know.
Now that we’ve got everyone trained, are we officially done with green now? I kind of doubt it.
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Twas the night before…
Twas the night before the Great Big Green Birthday Party, oh what a sight. The house is all set up for squeezing guests tight. The hostess is sleepy and she nods to the right. Will everything be ready? Can she turn off the light? Not yet she mumbles deep into the night. A post must be written, how fast can she type?
Soup cups have been covered with fancy green paper. The craft table is ready with supplies galore. Will it be too much for thirteen young toddlers? Will they eat the pom poms and pour glue on the floor? Tis likely, says the hostess with no sign of distress. Who cares about carpet, it’s already a mess!
The puppet show is ready. The scenes have been painted. What fun did they have, Rapunzel and she. “Should we make the castle orange? Would that be a fright? We ran out of white paint. Oh what a night! We wanted pink but orange is nice too. No matter how much light yellow you add to dark red it does not turn rosy if you mix till you’re dead.” So the hostess and the young artist talked on through the night not rehearsing the show but creating such a sight.
“So elaborate!” said Toby, his face lined with stress. “Do you realize even wealthy people don’t throw parties like this? How much have you spent? Have you drained our accounts?” The hostess shakes her head. “I promise! No checks will bounce.” Budgets have been minded. She skimped and she saved. She may not wear J.Crew but her parties rage.
Favors and prizes have been wrapped up with care. There’s something for everyone and lots left to share. Exploding-frog soap is sure to be a hit. Imagine their eyes when they see this bit. Green glycerine frogs, simple as can be, but when put in water they turn all bubbly! Green melts to pink and pink turns to fizz. This is serious shizz in the soap-making biz. Don’t ask the hostess for the recipe though, she bought them on etsy a whole month ago!
Tap tappity tap tap she wraps up the night. The hostess must sleep now, it’s after midnight.