I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to blog about one of my favorite days of 2013.
I had been busy for several months being everything to everybody, but a mother to my kids.
And it was starting to show.
Insecurities and attitude problems were taking over the home and the only thing I could think to do was
PLAN A PARTY!
Something for us to do together.
Little C and I got busy researching, googling, reading and dreaming of a party to celebrate being a girl with
ALL of our girls.
NO birthday necessary!
Excuse the lack of wordy descriptions. I feel that the photos tell the story of our
Little House on the Prairie Party
(Photo credits to Cat Mayer)
The General Store:
Filled with Farm Fresh Eggs, Salt Water Taffy, Homemade Strawberry Jam, Rock Candy, Plums, Root Beer Barrels, Tea Cup Candles and Lemon Drops.
Ready for purchase after “panning for gold.”
Upon arrival, each of the girls ran to the fence post where they would find a lunch pail lined with a vintage hanky and a one of a kind bonnet and apron made by
Ramona Danso of Soil Goods.
They were beautifully crafted and they really set the tone for a night on the prairie.
I was in love.
Delicately, personalized, embroidered pillows for each girl. Handmade by my insanely talented Aunt Tammy who worked tirelessly and shipped them
from South Dakota.
Initialed Cupcakes and Pouches for Gold:
Cupcakes from The Baker’s Boutique and drawstring pouches made by Grandma Venett and myself.
Quilts for a picnic on the grounds.
Where the girls were able to pow wow and hunt for authentic arrowheads.
Homemade Strawberry Jam picked in Palisade.
Handmade tea cup candles for each guest.
The amazing Allison Kitto and her father.
These two kept the mood lively through dinner with their folky bluegrass mix and it was my favorite part of the night.
I tend to get teary eyed when I witness people doing what they love. Especially when they are AMAZING at it.
Let’s just say my eyes were glossed over for a good portion of their stay.
Panning for Gold.
The girls were able to pan for gold nuggets (spray painted rocks) and trade them at our General Store.
Running for their accessories. So much joy!
The token photo of my boy and his baby toad found scampering the lawn.
A dinner of down home BBQ complete with Sarsaparilla and Root Beer.
“Pa” running the General Store. He was such a sport.
This was a day I will never forget.
(Mostly because of the beautiful photos taken by my dear friend Cat Mayer).
But the joy and the laughter that rang through those trees on this beautiful Summer night will live on forever.
Girls being girls.
Hand in hand.
FULL of heart.