Invitation was from here (awesome to work with). I buy all my vintage stamps from Bid Start - the selection is unbeatable. And let me tell you, vintage stamps come in some of the most unique packaging you'll ever see.
The invitation was pretty much the beginning and the end of any kind of theme because we had the party at a local kid's gym, where I'm convinced all birthday parties should be held. We were in and out within two and a half hours AND I didn't have to wash the floors.
Charlie's shirt is from here. I've gotten him one every year so far. Ken asked if he will have one when he's 18. I looked at him, in all seriousness, and said, "Of course."
A lot of Charlie's new friends came, but some of his oldest too (and some of my oldest too, including Mercer and Molly Marine, babies in tow).
Oh, the train theme continued with the cupcakes, I suppose. Imagine the Island of Sodor, made out of Cool Whip. God Bless Acme.
(That's Ken's finger in the bottom right in case anyone's wondering. And my mom behind Charlie).
Clara liked the cupcakes just fine too.
The next day, we drove all the way to the Island of Sodor for a ride on Thomas with one of Charlie's friends. Charlie went last year, but this year he was mesmerized.
Hmm, or he might have been watching the police escort. It was Baltimore, not really Sodor, folks.
Sweetest girl. And yes, I'm wearing my Stitch Fix shirt.
Monday was Charlie's actual birthday (yes, it was like the Royal Wedding with events from Friday-Monday).
It was a school day for us, and so fun to be there with him as his class celebrated.
That night we had three presents for Charlie, and this was his last. We now officially own the entire Island of Sodor.
He is four!