Party up in here

On Saturday we threw Vincent one hellava first fete. The theme (because who doesn't throw a party without a theme?!) was actually my idea, but brought to life by none other than my sister. When he was born, she had made him this amazing quilt, which I decided should be the spring board for his party. I've been wanting a reason to put it front and center, and this was it. Plus I really hate the idea of buying/making frivolous decorations you can't use later. She had also created him a matching pennant banner to hang in his room. Of course that had to be brought out. What's a party without a pennant banner?

But then Chance created a matching V canvas, cupcake flags, and T-shirt to wear on the big day. It all coordinated but wasn't overly matchy matchy. I loved how everything pulled together. Oh, and I didn't have to do a thing because upon mentioning this entire idea to my sister she was off and running. True to form. You can always count on that one. She should be a party planner. But it wasn't her birthday, so I guess we should stick to the man of the hour and tell you more about how his day went.

Most of my family was in attendance, which gave Vincent some wonderful arms to be wrapped up in and people to watch. He loved playing with his cousin Jamie and I think he honestly was a pretty sad when she left.

We started the day chopping off some of that hair at a kid's salon. He got to ride a big Jeep (again! At his last hair cut in Denver, he was in a pink Jeep. Do they come in any other colors? Maybe they assume more girls come to the salon than little boys.) He had his own personal DVD player and we had the stylist hook him up with some Yo Gabba Gabba. He not only was interested in watching this, but he played with the steering wheel and the gear shifts on his Jeep. He only fussed a couple time. We left with a faux hawk that didn't manage to stay up but save for a few Alfalfa hairs in the back.

Next we hit up Party City for a ballon bouquet. Vincent was still in good spirits shaking maracas while we waited. I wish I would have captured his face when he saw the bouquet. It was worth the $25 and he was so excited to see them come home with us.

Vincent stayed happy all day without a nap. You read that right. Without one nap. Every time I tried to get him down he'd cry and point toward the door. I gave up. As long as he stayed happy, I didn't mind. And he had plenty of people to keep him entertained.

He did get one very short nap when Grandma decided to rock him just as his party was starting. There's one thing you don't do with this kid and that's wake him up. I thought for sure the party was going to be a bust after that, but we managed to get him woken up and stay happy. Well, except for the singing. Maybe we were off key? After that he wasn't interested in his cupcake and we're still struggling with texture issues, so it was no surprise when he didn't want to touch it.

He got some great gifts, including a wagon, clothes, balls, and lots of books.

The mantel picture banner. 

Balloon bouquet. I have no idea who the blue guy is, but I thought he looked more fun than the cheesy "You're 1" ballon.

Official wagon-putting-together business. Thanks Uncle Jon and Uncle Wayne!

The decorations a la Chance

It's my birthday?! I love birthdays if I can always get this much attention!

No singing!

Let 'em eat cake!

Check me out in my new sunglasses

Thanks for the balloons Mom!

Party planner and photographer extraordinaire. Seriously, this is the only picture I have of you?!

Cousins Jamie and Victoria

Vincent could have played all day

I love you Aunt Melissa

Cousin Victoria

Cousin Taylor

One happy family. Don't mind the midriff baring.