Very Fairy Birthday Party

A few months ago I talked Zoey off the ledge of an Addams Family-themed birthday party. I just couldn't wrap my head around a bunch of 6 year olds moshing to the music of The Cramps, so I steered her a bit more toward Gary Glitter and we settled on A Very Fairy Birthday Party. Done and done.

First things first, we set up a fairy crown making station. Easy peasy me-so-pleasey, I bought wire floral garlands, butterflies and faux cherry blossoms, then cut and molded the garlands into halos and snipped the flowers into 1" blooms beforehand. Then I set out the blooms and butterflies in terracotta pots along with some pre-cut wire, along with the deer from Zoey's room just because.

Here's Zoey showing her friends what to do, with my friend Rosalie photobombing through a pair of tinsel wings.

The resulting fairy crowns made my inner 6 year old burn with jealousy. I totally would've tossed a kitten if I hadn't already made myself one at home. p.s. "toss a kitten" is my new go-to phrase for throw a conniption. It's all kinds of marvelous.

Anyhoo, here is the just because deer modeling Zoey's fairy crown:

The girls then started decorating sticks they found to make fairy wands, and once again my head nearly fell off with the sheer creativity of kids. 6 years olds are simply Gen. I. Us.

I love this shot, like a few fairies copped a squat to chit chat.

Once? When I was 6ish, I made my family a cake and put the whole egg in, shell and all, and for some reason my family likes to tell this story whenever I bake. Incidentally, I had a made-up restaurant when I was little called Zuzu's. The only thing on my menu was grilled cheese which my mom actually made, but I bring it up only because I was thinking the other day how strangely close the name Zuzu's is to Zoey and Ozzy. Clearly my penchant for z's began at an early age. All that to say I made cupcakes and decorated them with butterflies so no one would suspect they were Duncan Hines.

Mandatory photo of the birthday girl blowing out her candle:

It didn't hurt that we had the party in an actual fairy ring, a grove of old growth redwoods in a perfect circle. Something about the center redwood either rotting out or burning down a thousand years ago, then a bunch of shoots grew in a perfect circle. Either that or magic, hard to say.

In case you've ever wondered what a gang of fairies looks like, it's pretty menacing...

This pic pretty much sums up the day, though. Lots of shrieking, which is the way one should start year 6.

Gratuitous shot of the party favors. Zoey and I made each girl a fairy terrarium complete with fairy, moss, cherry blossoms and plenty of pixie dust. Special shout out to the few days I spent on Pinterest before I lost...interest. What? I just pin shit--cute dresses and rings, shoes, art--and nothing shows up at my door in 5 to 7 business days? Hmph.

And just because I have noticed the slippery slope slide this blog has been taking with regards to a certain someone's second child syndrome, here's a shot of Ozzy, wingless and glitter-free but somehow just as magical.

Don't worry, little man. We're staring down the barrel of 1, t-minus 30 days and counting. Pretty sure your dad's already noodling on a Dukes of Hazzard-theme...

xo,
S