Baseball Birthday

Baseball Birthday

This past weekend my baby turned 1. I avoided thinking about it as long as I could , but at a certain point I had to accept that my baby is getting to be a toddler and let him have his day. Hubby’s mom was up from out of state, so the family would all be at the house, and that alone is a full house.  Just hubby’s family made a house of 9 little ones and 8 adults. We kept the party limited as we expected to need to be indoors, and I’m not sure about you, but that basically maxes out my home especially having that many kids running around. However, we had a great surprise in the form of an 80 degree sunshiny day.


Thinking back it turned out great, but I really do owe it all to hubby. You see, I decorate, and plan, and fuss over the minor details. He on the other hand implements.  He’s the one that remembers the practical stuff; the things I wouldn’t use personally and therefore don’t think to buy, pickles, tomatoes, extra chips. I also don’t seem to understand how much food kids eat. The family gathered at our house the night prior too, the chips were eaten, the veggies were eaten, dinner was eaten, and popcorn was eaten. I was out of ideas, and one of my snackers was gluten and dairy free. I was in a bit of a panic for the next day. All I had planned was hot dogs, popcorn, and cracker jacks. Hubby to the rescue! He picked up all the practical stuff and no one was hungry at the end of the night.



And since he took care of the real party needs, I got to set up cute baseball theme decorations. Baseball invitations (sample pic below) which turned out perfect!

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I ordered those here. Baseball toddler photos curtesy of me. Thank you. Baseball baby smash cake, I’m not a cake decorator, but I think it turned out pretty good. Baseball themed party supply table with a couple pictures of the guest of honor. And my awesome sister hooked us up with slip and slide baseball.


We couldn’t have asked for a better family evening on the farm.

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12th Man or Woman in this case

The Super Bowl was Sunday and like most Seahawks fans, I was watching. I was party hosting! We had just a small gathering, but sometimes a girl just likes to indulge her party decorating side. I live and work in a man’s world, so sometimes I feel the need to girl it up. Which in this case meant color coordinating plates, napkins, and straws, and making fun utensil holders and VIP pass souvenirs for the kids. Actually, after somewhere around 7 years of having Photoshop I’ve finally taken the time to figure it out and do more detailed projects. So, I combined multiple “borrowed” internet images for my own use and printed a VIP pass for the kids attending. I’m still really quite impressed with myself, and at the time so excited about my new found skill I pressured my sister into using it for her party as well.  Now I’ve made it sound like I went overboard, but I really didn’t. Unless you consider the fact that the “party” was actually only my brother in-law, his wife, and 2 kids. So here are a couple pictures of my fun to prove I was well within the range to avoid dirty looks from hubby.

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I think I also scored extra good wife points by stopping by the Seattle Pro Shop to buy him a new Seahawks shirt and the Super Bowl program. I tried for a few other items for game day too, but you should have seen this place. If it had been a bar it would have been shut down for overcrowding. This beat the Victoria’s Secret store during a big sale and Black Friday combined. Ladies you get the idea. Only it was mainly big guys, and over perfumed women. So, maybe not so different.  I really can’t think of a good comparison, but I’m sure you get the idea. Personal space was out the window. And there was not a 12th man flag to be found. Well I lie; there was a random sketchy guy on the side of the road selling flags for more than I had left in cash by the end of the day.


If hubby reads this I doubt he’ll appreciate the not so flattering image, but hey, not my fault he needs a tan.

Love you babe!