Surviving my Daughter's Frozen Birthday Party: Let it Go. Away. Now.

So I think I’ve recovered from the Frozen birthday we hosted at our house on Saturday with nineteen Kindergarteners, three 3-year olds, and one very bored 8-year-old. Overall, it went better than expected, and everyone seemed to have a good time (except maybe my 8-year-old).  

However, as if the last seven months weren’t enough, I think Saturday finally guaranteed that the Frozen soundtrack will forever be etched in my brain. So forgive me if some Frozen lyrics weave themselves into my recap, I just can’t seem to let it go.

Okay, can I just say something crazy? I just had 23 kids over for a Frozen party! And maybe it’s the party talking, or the bright blue cupcakes, but it’s nothing like I’ve ever known before. We’ve had big parties before, just not this many girls at one time. Who knew we owned 8,000 Frozen-themed paper plates?

A lot of preparation went into this event. My daughter scoured the pages I found on Pinterest and knew exactly what she wanted. Now, I’m not a crafty person, and Pinterest intimidates the heck out of me (click here if you want to see how Frozen parties work on Pinterest). I think they need a spinoff site with more attainable ideas for people like me who aren’t so over-the-top but more like somewhere-in-the middle. “Pintermediate” maybe?

I was worried my daughter would expect a Pinterest-worthy party, but she seemed to understand my limitations –- both in budget and in artistic ability – and chose some Pintermediate decorations, treats, and craft projects. Now it’s time to see what I can do, to test the limits and break through.



I was proud of my Pin the Nose on Olaf game (thank you How to Draw Drawing Tutorials for step by step drawing guide) …


But the Olaf marshmallow cupcakes weren’t quite what my daughter envisioned:


Some of them look more like the scary snow monster Elsa created than the adorable snowman who likes warm hugs: 


And some weren’t so much scary-looking as they looked scared themselves:

My daughter’s exact words were, “These looked a lot different when I pictured them in my head.” Welcome to my world, darling, you have my genes and might as well get used to this.  So he’s a bit of a fixer-upper, so he’s got a few flaws, she wasn’t going to let this get her down, not on Coronation Day – I mean birthday party day!

When the morning of the party finally arrived I was a little nervous and started to question myself for telling my daughter that if she invited girls from the other Kindergarten classes, then she had to invite all the girls from all three Kindergarten classes. But people make bad choices if they’re mad or scared or stressed, it was time to move forward and hope for the best. Finally we were opening up the gates.

I tried to hide my fears from my daughter and her guests. Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know. But every time the doorbell rang I couldn’t help but think, “Don’t let them in, don’t let them see.” I would then remind myself, “Be the good Mom you always have to be.” So although I wanted to turn away and slam the door, I smiled and welcomed everyone in. The fears that once controlled me can’t get to me at all!

And… it went great! It was a sweet, well-behaved group of girls, they tackled the Do You Want to Build a Snowman? craft project way better than I had anticipated:


They were just so excited to be together they entertained themselves, taking the pressure off of me.  I don’t know if I was elated or gassy, but I was somewhere in that zone. Truthfully, I was probably a combo of both.

For the first time in forever, I felt like Super Crafty Party Mom. Kindergarteners don’t care that your Olaf cupcake topper looks possessed – if he’s made of sugar, they will eat it and be happy. Let’s just say I wasn’t alone in wanting to stuff some chocolate in my face.

After the cupcake-induced sugar-high, things started to get a little dicey. But what else could I expect? Cupcake mix, buttercream frosting, sprinkles and marshmallows: put ‘em together it just makes sense!

We got some of the wiggles out with a “Freeze Dance” game to the Frozen soundtrack and some backyard play time. Then, just as some kids started to show signs of a post-sugar crash, we played highlights from the movie (“highlights” meaning Elsa singing “Let it Go” five or six times, plus a couple of other songs). As soon as I hit “Play” I took a deep breath and started to relax. Here I stand, in the light of day. Let the storm rage on. The chaos never bothered me anyway.

Before I knew it, the party was over. I survived! The kids seemed to have fun! The Birthday Girl did not melt down once and seemed happy with the party! Trust me, I am not always so fortunate.

It’s now two days later and it’s all a blur.  It’s funny how some distance makes everything seem small, but I know I was exhausted and crashed on the couch when the last guest left. I now just have one more birthday party to host this month, and then I can finally do what other people do in summer (until my oldest’s birthday in August, that is).

Now that it’s all over I can look back and say that yes there was some work and some stress involved, but I actually had a lot of fun planning it and it was all worth it to see my little girl have a great time on her special day with her sweet friends.

As a wise snowman once said, “Some people are worth melting for.”

That said, if I never, ever hear a song from Frozen ever again, I will not complain.


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