We celebrated a week after his actual birthday with a Cowboy Party at the lodge.
We always do a big first birthday and invite the extended family for our kids’ first party. We had a really good turnout, but hated that some of our family couldn’t be there because of other vacations and obligations… summer birthdays are always like that though. :)
Tucker loved everything about his party. It was precious.
Grandma was pushing him around in the little car before the party started and when everyone started getting there, he was so excited.
Tables were set with denim tablecloths (borrowed from DW’s aunt), burlap runners and rag-garland centerpieces with black and white pictures of Tucker’s first year.
The backdrop for the food table was a pallet wall with rag-garland and Tucker’s name.
I copied Carrie’s wanted posters from Whitt’s first birthday to do monthly pictures of Tucker’s first year and we strung those up on one end of the pavilion.
My FAVORITE decoration from the party was the balloon topiaries.
As always, we couldn’t have pulled off the party without our family.
The food was BBQ and fixings.
The kids’ table was in the center and different than all the picnic tables. The kids had cowboy hats, sheriff star badges, handkerchiefs and cowboy boot mugs.
The cake was a three tier cow print cake with a fondant “rope” circling the bottom of each layer.
We also had four churns going with homemade ice cream.
Baby brother loved his smash cake, too….
He was pretty serious about it the whole time…
I always like to have a few activities for the kids going on…
We had the corn bin, which is hands down always the kids’ favorite.
“Tettie” (my cousin, Steph), made his adorable embroidered jon-jon. It was PERFECT for the party and even had pearl snaps. I wanted something “cowboy” but it’s August in Florida, so I knew it would be so hot to put him in his jeans and boots. He started out wearing his cowboy boots with the jon-jon, which was ADORABLE, but quickly shed those for bare feet.
And the highlight for Tucker, which thrilled me beyond measure- the pony rides.
Tucker hadn’t been on a horse yet, so I wasn’t sure what he would think. We died when he sat up there, grabbed the saddle horn and bounced like he was telling Cisco to “giddy up.”
We sent our guests home with chocolate covered peanut clusters, that we named “Cow Chow.”
It was a sweet evening celebrating our littlest love and when it was all over, I couldn’t have loved our LAST FIRST birthday more.
~amw~
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