If you read our story about Denzel’s first birthday, then you already know that imagination runs deep in this family. But this time, the adventure felt bigger—much bigger. It wasn’t just another birthday celebration; it was the rebirth of an ancient world, resurrected for one small boy with an enormous love for dinosaurs.
This is the story of Harrod’s 2nd birthday—a day when the ground felt like it rumbled, the walls echoed with ancient roars, and time folded back millions of years to honor a child whose every step is followed by the tiny footprints of plastic dinosaurs. Harrod doesn’t simply “like” dinos; he breathes them into his daily life. His toys, his stories, his imagination—they all orbit around these mighty giants. Wherever he goes, a dinosaur goes too, tucked lovingly in his hand or peeking out of his pocket like a loyal sidekick.
So when the idea of a Jurassic World birthday surfaced, it wasn’t chosen by chance. It was chosen by heart.
The moment the family stepped into the Odyssey Legacy Ballroom on the 3rd floor, it felt like destiny had already written the script. The architecture—sweeping curves that rose overhead like the colossal ribcage of a fossilized titan—echoed the silent skeletons preserved in museums. Warm, earthen tones wrapped the room like ancient stones warmed by the sun. It was as though the ballroom had been waiting for this very moment, for this very boy, for this very celebration to bring its prehistoric aura to life. And fittingly, Harrod’s birthday became the very first event ever held in this grand, soon-to-be-iconic space. What a way to make history—by recreating history.
Crossing the Threshold Into Another Era : from the very first step at the registration area, guests were transported. No longer simply attending a birthday—
they were entering a prehistoric forest.
The entrance bloomed into a lush green wilderness, anchored by a massive tree installation whose branches stretched like ancient guardians. A giant wooden log transformed into a gift station, resembling a fallen trunk from a primeval jungle. The air felt warm, alive, expectant—as though something was lurking just behind the foliage.
Then came the photo corner—the place where imaginations collided with adrenaline. There stood a towering T-Rex, massive and roaring, frozen mid-snarl with its jaws stretched wide as if ready to swallow anything in its path. Guests approached cautiously at first, walking the fine line between awe and playful fear. Children squealed, adults laughed nervously, and everyone walked away with photos that looked more like stills from a blockbuster film than snapshots from a birthday party.
For a moment, you could almost believe it was real—
that the king of dinosaurs had returned for Harrod.
A World That Moved, Breathed, and Lived. But the wonder didn’t stop there. Inside the ballroom, the Jurassic dreamscape fully awakened. Animatronic dinosaurs—massive, breathing, moving giants—filled the space. Their heads turned, chests expanded, eyes blinked as though watching their guests with ancient curiosity. Some leaned in close, their mechanical breaths puffing softly against the arms of children brave enough to touch them.
All around them, the LED screens glowed with scenes of waterfalls, forests, and volcanic silhouettes—an entire prehistoric cinematic universe surrounding the guests in every direction. Light shifted like the rising of ancient suns, shadows danced like fluttering leaves, and the dinosaurs stood among it all as though they had always belonged.
The synchronization between the animatronics and the LED environment was seamless, creating a world that didn’t just look real—
it felt real.
Yet beneath all the spectacle, all the cinematic grandeur, the true heart of the event was simple and pure:
A little boy’s joy. Harrod’s eyes widened at every creature, every movement, every imagined heartbeat of the ancient world resurrected for him. Behind the scenes, every detail—every branch, every texture, every roar—was chosen to reflect the love surrounding him.
It wasn’t just dinosaurs coming to life.
It was a childhood dream honored.
A fascination celebrated.
A little boy seen, understood, and cherished.
By the end of the celebration, the Odyssey Legacy Ballroom had transformed into more than a venue. It became a time machine. A portal. A tribute to a child’s wonder. As guests stepped back into the modern world, they carried with them echoes of roars, memories of colossal silhouettes, and the warmth of a celebration that dared to dream big. For one magical day, the age of dinosaurs rose again— not for science, not for spectacle, but for a boy who loved them with all his heart.
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2nd Birthday of Harrod
Birthday Boy : Harrod E. Wirjadi
Parents of the Birthday Boy : Mr. Edwin Wirjadi & Mrs. Bridgeta Ziepo
Organizer : ONEWAY Party Idea
Venue : Odyssey - Legacy Ballroom
Decoration : Peanut Butter
Sound, Lighting, Multimedia System : Melodia Production
LED Animation : Pattern Story
Photography & Videography : 0201 Family
Master of Ceremony : MC Opank & MC Oktavianus Filemon
Entertainment : The Macaroons Oracle, Jerry Piko
Birthday Cake : Femy's Cake
Kids Activity : Peanut Butter & Jelly, Momain Bouncy
Digital Registration : Merito
Photocorner : Clarity Photobooth
