How is my Baby two years old already? It's crazy to think about. She's not really a baby anymore, more like a little girl with a goofy personality and a mind of her own.
For her two year old birthday we threw her a gymnastics party. We rented out the gymnastics center where she had taken lessons, brought in some food, and invited all her closest friends.
It was a blast. I think the adults had more fun than the kids. Everyone was able to jump on the giant trampoline, walk the balance beams, climb the obstacle course, jump into the giant foam pit (I think a few socks were lost in there), and altogether have the run of the place.
We did a Minnie Mouse theme for her party, so the invitations were Minnie Mouse, the favors were Minnie Mouse, and all the decorations matched. Husband had even found some trays at Target that were in the shape of Mouse heads that we put chips and dip in. Her cake was made by a professional, and was a three tier pink and white masterpiece with mouse ears on the top.
I'm contemplating doing the same thing next year. It could be like Baby's annual gymnastics party...maybe?
Baby also made out in terms of toys and clothes. She got the cutest outfits and a little Minnie Mouse backpack. We made her backpack her new diaper bag and it goes to daycare with her everyday.
That's all I can remember from the party (that's what happens when you blog a few months behind). Oh well. I know people had a great time. That's what matters.