Name: Brigsby (1)
Location: Riverview, FL
I'm not a fan of kid's parties. I don't like the prepackaged themes, the awkward sitting, the awkward small talk, or staring uncomfortably at the kid while they cry and open presents and the like. I don't like kid's parties. So we didn't have one.
Instead, we just had a party, plain and simple, like any other party we would have and enjoy. We played volleyball and corn hole. People swung in the hammock out under the sycamore grove. There were cake pops and polka dots, teal velvet, and endless bubbles. Corn dogs and popcorn and candy and chicken wings. Pizza rolls and giant pretzels, hot chocolate and frozen drinks (garnished with radish florets, virgin if you must).
There were handmade felt crowns and a bunny masked pinata. A velociraptor with a top hat and a cupcake. A photo booth that went forgotten, music and mayhem, hand painted balloons and metallic gold. Brigsby gave his best friend kisses and ate his giant cupcake, and there was no pressure for anyone to watch. We just had fun.
But as these things usually go, B spent his party coming down with a stomach virus, so throughout the day he cried. And he fussed. And for some of it, he was not happy. But when he was happy, I swear to god rainbow beams were shooting out of his face.
Thanks Jamie! Readers, see more of Brigsby's bash on Easily Dunn.
See also: Brigsby's Carnival Bedroom