
Welcome to one of Rebekah’s personal blog post! Where done is better than perfect and I’m going to ignore the inconsistent white balances.
This post is technically a commissioned one, as my eldest and now eleven year old son discovered the blog I wrote about their Wingfeather Saga-themed birthday, and insisted I write one for this birthday as well. So I hope you are amused, and perhaps a bit inspired, as I let in on how we celebrated another year of our boys.
While their births are five years apart, their birthDAYS are only separated by 10 days, so we’ll eek out as many combined birthdays parties a we can. Or perhaps I’ll decide planning two parties is actually easier next year–we’ll see!
The first born wanted a Zelda themed birthday, while the now-six-year-old landed on Jurassic World. With Party City going out of business, I had Colton nab several JW decor pieces on sale, while the Zelda items all came from a party kit on Amazon. That was the easy party–er, so we’re the cakes ’cause my mom handles all of those.
The tricky part was the activities–I know that the green guy isn’t Zelda, but that limits my knowledge of the game. I also wanted to make sure the dinosaurs were equally represented.
An added level of difficulty came thanks to the weather–the Friday before was BEAUTIFUL, but Saturday was looking wet and cold so we had to keep things mostly inside. A little tricky because our activities need some space–it ain’t a Claborn party if we aren’t handing out weapons and letting the kids beat up the dads! Last year the dads were orcs, and this year they were bokoglins.
But first! The kids had to go on a rupee hunt–Colton stashed burlap bags throughout the house for the kids to find. Then they traded those in for foam swords.


My personal favorite detail was this lemonade bar–which for theme purposes, allowed you to either made an elixir (a la Zelda) or a hybrid. The soon to be 6 year old is obsessed with hybrid dinosaurs, and I just ignored the wondering thought that if we’re pretending to make a hybrid dinosaur that we’re drinking, does that mean we’re drinking dino blood?
In hindsight, should have written plain labels in addition to the themed ones, so adults would know what was what. Alongside homemade lemonade and some HEB tea (thank you meal deal), we had watermelon juice, plus homemade sypups of strawberry, peaches, and blueberry.




Before it was time to take on the dads, we had Indoraptor Tag–I’ll be honest, myself and the resident paleontologist came up with this game and I wasn’t sure how it would fly, but it ended up being a MASSIVE hit. The second birthday boy started as the Indoraptor–I knew he was getting a mask from his aunt, so we let him open one gift early.
Anywho, every kid he tagged returned to the livingroom for their own dinosaur mask and then went on to tag others. The last kid standing won and got first choice of the swords.



Because it was too wet for the entire fight to be outside, each dad was staged in a different room, once they defeated a dad, they moved on to the next, until they faced Colton and “saved” the princess.
The reward? Cake!



