What a Hoot!
The print I created for Will’s nursery wiggled it’s way into the hearts of many readers. Like a tapeworm. Except it can’t help you lose weight. Unless it reminds you of that dang Love You Forever book and makes you cry buckets of water…thus experiencing rapid dehydration which any woman knows counts as fat loss. Or maybe that’s just me.
Anyhoo…here it is:
You may remember it from our nursery gallery wall. I think it looked right at home with all the other modernesque cabin art. Plus I find myself whispering this phrase into Will’s ear at various times during the day.
But apparently it also works for birthday parties!
You see that table set up by Jaime for her daughter’s first birthday party? Yes – that center print was actually the ABP poster! And it was perfect for the owl-themed celebration.
You see, when Jaime sasw our nursery gallery wall, she emailed me and requested the print. I made her promise to send over pictures of that Newport Beach party. And she held true to that promise with photos of her hooters. (heehee!) Seriously though…just check out this fabulous owl pinata:
Isn’t it just darling?!? The only thing that could make it better in my mind was if it was bacon-scented. And the owl-theme doesn’t stop there. oh no. It continues on in the form of sweet deliciousness. Both the cupcakes & the birthday cake were adorned with little edible owl designs that are adorable to the millionth degree.
And speaking of adorable, how cute is the birthday girl with her feathery birthday cap and the personalized tank top with the icing smeared all over her face? The answer to that question is “Very Cute.” I might go break out the can of icing right now just to slather it on Will just for photos
So did you love those cupcakes as much as I did? Or how bout the pinata?!? In all seriousness, I have a bat and I am available for pinata busting anytime anyone wants to invite me to a shindig. Note that I retain the right to push little kids out of the way for candy. And because I am immature let me just say – I love hooters. as in owls you perverts