Like peas and carrots.
That’s how Clare is with anything related to art. She’s known around our house for love notes and sweet kisses. When she asked if she could have an art party, I part jumped with glee and cringed.
The thought of 9 girls, with paint, in my house kinda freaked me out. Thankfully, there’s a cute little art shop in Round Rock that came to our rescue. Let’s chat details, shall we?
Because we were tight on space, we opted to have parents just drop off their party-goers. A slight miscalculation on my part was thinking I’d have the teenager and tween at home to watch little miss busypants and her sidekick Luke. Um, no. So, to the studio we all went. Thankfully, I had a very helpful 11yo to keep me straight.
We brought in our own food but held off giving the girls any until after they finished painting. When the girls arrived, they each chose their ceramic piece while Clare chose the color palette. Oh boy did my melancholic child have a tough time deciding on colors.
The girls were pretty dang funny during the painting. You always find out so much about kids and their unique personalities when their parents aren’t around. It also made me extremely worried about what Clare says about our family when we’re away. Serious LOL. Oh, and during the painting Gianna only managed to break one thing so I consider that a huge win.
The girls were meticulous about their pieces. I completely forgot to take a photo of the finished masterpieces we picked up a few weeks after the party, but boy did they do a fantastic job.
We had to keep the food pretty simple and easily transportable, so I scaled back what I usually do. At this point I realize some of you are giggling. Stop it.
These were crazy easy to make. Just get some colored wafers (we got ours at Michael’s), melt for about a minute, insert wood stick in the top of the treat, dip and cool. We placed ours on parchment paper lined cookie sheets and let them stand at room temperature for about a half hour, then I placed them in the fridge for another half hour. Total. Hit.
And, nope, I didn’t make the treats. Totally bought the pre-made ones.
Because the girls painted their own favors, we kept our tokens to them very simple: a box of crayons and some sidewalk chalk. Of course, Clare, being the note writer she is, addressed a decorated card to each bucket. She even made tissue paper flowers to match. I’m telling you, her love language is most certainly acts of kindness.
We hand-delivered the finished pieces along with Clare’s note of thanks a few weeks after the party. The best part of the party was not having anything to clean up at the end!
The girls did a beautiful job singing ‘happy birthday’ and making Clare feel special. You know me, I showed my love in the details, from the paint can filled with flowers and a quote from Vincent Van Gogh, to the paint sample silverware holders, Clare and I both loved this party.
Happy 9th sweetheart. We love you!