With all of this talk about first birthdays, I realized that I never wrote a post about Nic’s first birthday party!
I LOVE to throw parties. I lay in bed at night thinking of the little details that will make them special—like mismatched teacups as gazpacho bowls at Jennifer’s bridal shower or the crossword puzzles that greeted my wedding guests at their seats.
Nic’s party was no exception, I had been thinking about it for months. Shaun and I agreed that a backyard BBQ with a San Francisco Giants theme would be fun and apropos for our little World Series good luck charm.
We sent out this invite to family and a few of our oldest friends.
As the week of the party arrived, we were expecting 40 guests and RAIN. Our house is small, so this made for some creative thinking. For instance, we broke down our bed, moved it to the garage and set up tables in our bedroom.
I had been making felt banners over the course of the proceeding weeks, and we found good spots for them inside. I also moved my Giants baby gear “clothesline” and our rented popcorn machine indoors.
Nic LOVED the party. With each new event—lunch, presents, cake—we got more smiles and giggles.
My mom and I had spent the whole previous day in the kitchen baking dozens of cupcakes and a big baseball birthday cake (thanks for all the help Nana!). The chocolate cupcakes were delicious, but the vanilla didn’t turn out quite right—at least they were all cute!
No first birthday is complete without a cake smash, and Nic’s was no different. I was so excited that my cousin captured such great pictures!
Nic was still taking two naps a day at this point (he's down to just one now), and he refused to nap the morning of the party. We had one VERY tired, but still very happy little birthday boy by the time his last guests departed. But within minutes, he was reliving the excitement in dreamland.