Our youngest Little Dude turned 2 over the weekend and we planned a fun little party for him at the local indoor playground and gym. In the past, I have done parties at home for my kids but since his 1st and 3rd birthday fall on my two brother’s high school graduations, I figured we’d do something fun and big for his 2nd. Little did I know I’d be making a fantastic decision without even really knowing why.
In the months that followed after I made the gym reservation, we decided to put our house on the market and hold an open house and sign up for a 5K Mud Run on the same weekend. Thank heavens I wasn’t having the party at the house, keeping it clean to show to prospective buyers and stressing about my FIRST EVER 5K was more than enough anxiety.
My son requested Tow Mater cupcakes (from Disney Pixar Cars if you have been living under a rock) and I thought “No problem. I’ll make them for every kid at the party”. 20 cupcakes. Then I looked at the ingredient list and the directions. I decided I might punch someone in the face if I had to make 20 of those things. I’m normally the one that agrees to anything and everything without really thinking through the consequences, so it was a big step for me to admit that making 2 of these was probably going to be enough for my sanity.
Two was perfect. My sanity was saved. And I had two very excited Little Dudes.
I still wanted to do something Mater-esque for the party, so I perused Pinterest and stumbled across a genius idea. Bake a bunch of regular cupcakes, frost them brown or black and make a Cars highway. Brilliant. Easy. No anxiety.
To make things even easier on myself, I baked the cupcakes early in the week and froze them. This way, instead of trying to do approximately one billion things the day before the party, I was able to breathe a little easier. I just defrosted them the day before and decorated them the morning of the party. Perfect.
I wanted to share the Saga of the Cupcakes with you just to point out that we don’t always have to be perfect. Although I would have loved to make Mater cupcakes for every kid at the party, I’m pretty sure my marriage would have suffered through what would have been inevitable frustration. I would not have enjoyed watching my kids dive into them quite as much if I had spent a ridiculous amount of time on them. I was able to relax a little and enjoy the chaos that is a 2-year old’s birthday party.
Trust me, those kids were none the wiser. They dug in to those regular old cupcakes like they were made by the Queen. And nobody got punched in the face.
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