Tucker turns 7 this year, but this year he had his very first birthday party.
Because he has a summer birthday (and because I never want to test the elements again) he agreed on an indoor shindig. And because our daily reality goes something like this:
We went with a Lego theme. There are Star Wars Legos. Super Hero Legos. Ninja Legos. Tucker could be content to manipulate, build, deconstruct and re-imagine with Legos for hours. And there just happens to be a place in town that specializes in Lego Birthdays. Can I get a whoop whoop?
So, we sent out invitations.
And I pilfered Pinterest. There are fab freebie printables out there. My favorites were the labels we wrapped around Powerade.
Yup. I referenced the deuce.
Now, at our house, I’m always the potty-words police. You have to regulate with two little boys, so I usually poo poo the ew talk. But for Tucker, this was the ultimate hilarity. This and the whoopie cushions for the goodie bags.
With another free printable, we made a mask for each guest.
And we filled an assorted collection of glass jars with an assortment of white, yellow and red candy. To be all Lego-y.
Then, it was party time. Bricks 4 Kidz was ready to celebrate the birthday boy.
The venue is a comfy old home they’ve transformed into a play palace. Each room hosts a new building opportunity. So, the only thing I had to do was set up the food table. With my sweet Mom’s help, that was a piece of cake. Or donut.
Tucker’s buds jumped right in to playing while we waited on all the guest to arrive. (I need a table like this for our house.)
When all of his friends were there, we started the first activity–an outdoor Lego relay. Then everyone trooped back inside for the first build–an electric Lego car.
I’ve never seen such a polite and patient group of little people. Their fingers were twittering between parts and pieces and they shouted encouragement to teams across the table. Tuck, my thoughtful and meticulous one, was in his element with his favorite friends. Then, as the final ta-da, their motorized creations actually moved with the touch of a button. Legos have come a long way, folks.
After everyone’s vehicle had its victory jaunt, it was time for Happy Birthday.
Tucker chose donuts over cake, which was just fine with me. And I know a few kids reached for seconds (and thirds). Sorry, parents.
A-buzz with sweets, it was back to the building blocks. This time, they each built a car they got to keep. So, the selection process was a serious business.
When each oh-so-carefully-constructed car was complete, we hit the high note. They got to race their creations side-by-side.
The acoustics in that old house were built for lego car racing. Those few minutes of high-fiving and hollering made the room sing. And my boy’s excitement was electric.
But, we only had an hour and a half. So, after the races, there were goodie bags and good-byes.
I asked the boys and their Marmee (grandma) if they had a good time. And this was their response:
Lucky seven. Lucky me.
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