When I was in college I started purchasing copies of my favorite movies from childhood. I stored them in bins under the bed in my dorm room. Half the time I didn’t even open them. This collection was less a matter of nostalgia and more a matter of plotting to brainwash my future children. I hadn’t met Simeon and Franny yet, but I was intent on making darn sure that my future offspring enjoyed the finer things– and by “finer things” I mainly mean “movie musicals from the 1960s” since I wasn’t allowed to watch much else due to my father’s well-executed brainwashing of yours truly.
My family is weird.
Anyway, it worked. Not only does my kid dig stuff from my childhood, sometimes he requests that I throw him a theme party to honor one of my favorites. This is my literal dream come true. Like, just writing about it is making me all tingly (<— this is where I would put 5 of those heart-eye emojis if I knew how– just use you imagination). You may remember that Sim’s 2nd birthday had a “Raffi circa 1989” theme that I was quite proud of. This year, the kid requested a Mary Poppins party.
What can I say? The dude loves a strong female protagonist. #feminism #werk
The only problem with brainwashing your kid into having the taste of a 1960s Mickey Mouse Clubber is that the party supplies you need were retired 50 years ago. You can’t go on Amazon and buy a “Poppins Party Pack,” which I know because I tried and all it gave me was this kickbutt costume that I can only imagine would look STUNNING on me if money grew on trees. What I’m trying to say is that I had to get creative.
Basically, I just put Mary Poppins’ head on a bunch of stuff.
I made Poppins banners and wrote Poppins quotes while binging on episodes of Jane the Virgin (OMG the final episode of season 2??? WHAT’S GONNA HAPPEN, YOU GUYS???) and drinking gin & tonics. It was supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. For the party favors we did sidewalk chalk (in Bert’s honor) and a “spoonful of sugar” (a spoon dipped in white chocolate and sprinkles– yummy).
The day before the festivities, my dad called to ask if anyone else was dressing up as Mr. Banks (because in my family we assume costumes are required). I told him no one was dressing up as anything but that didn’t stop him from arriving in a full Mr. Banks outfit complete with a red carnation for himself and one for the birthday boy. It was THE cutest.
We ate cupcakes and drank rum punch (without the rum) and generally enjoyed our time celebrating this practically perfect boy. This is the first birthday where we’ve invited some other boys Simeon’s age and it was fun to see him play the host and dismiss each departing guest by shouting from the door “Thanks for coming! DRIVE SAFE!” Ugh. CUTE ON A STICK.
Seriously, how did we get here? How is my buddy so big and grown? He’s doing things himself, making friends, and looking out for his sis. His speech progress has blown me away this year. One year ago the kid was still working on two-word combinations. Now he’s using sentences and bossing his sister around and I just adore him.
I love him like Mary Poppins loves a tidy nursery. I love him like Mrs. Banks loves votes for women. I love him like Bert loves sweeping chimneys. Happy Birthday, little boy. We’re so glad you’re here.
- Invites by Delivered by Danielle. She does a custom invite for us every year and they always crack me up. She’s always willing to work with my zany requests. You can see his chimney sweep invite above.
- “I’m this many” birthday shirt from Vicarious Clothing
- Rum Punch recipe (it’s really tea punch from my favorite Nashville lunch spot, The Picnic Cafe— find the recipe HERE).
- Chocolate cupcakes with peanut butter frosting from Ina Garten. SO DELICIOUS. Getcha some right now: RECIPE
- Drink labels– – I just printed out pictures of the cast, backed them with construction paper, and then laminated them so they wouldn’t get wet and gross.
Happy Birthday, Simeon!
Here’s a question: If you could throw a theme party based on one of your favorite childhood movies, what would it be? Go!