#1423 Christmas and cake

Not only was today great to celebrate our second Christmas…

But it was doubly great to end on a birthday.

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And THIS cake, was the absolute bomb.

I will not rest until I make this myself.

A sweet, to end a pretty sweet day with Hubbie’s family?

Why, you know I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true.

It’s true. πŸŽ„πŸ°β€

#1384 The best day for a kids party

Parents, HOLD YOUR HORSES.

I have now discovered the best day and time of week to hold a kids birthday party.

I know, because I went to one myself… this afternoon.

Friday afternoon. ;););)

At first when I got the invite I was like “Friday? Okay…”

But then the idea grew on me. Sure it was soon after they finished school. Sure, it meant we had to quickly change/snack/get ready before said-birthday party.

And sure, all the fairy bread/lollies/cake/sugar they ingested meant they would have no kind of normal dinner at all when they got home later…

But it is Friday after all peeps.

You know why a Friday afternoon birthday party is so good?

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Kids are already in the swing of it. Sure it’s the end of the week, but starting it so soon after the school day has done means that they just keep going on and on and on.

Don’t worry that they can’t keep going. They will keep going for cake alright.

Then, they come home pooped, high as a kite… not on a Saturday or Sunday afternoon, in effect either ruining the rest of the day/weekend and setting themselves for a massive sugar downer as they soon start the school week again…

No. They come home on a Friday evening, RUINED, and then…

Sleep it off.

And then the weekend begins the next morning.

Brilliant.

Kids are happy and have a full weekend. Parents are even more happy as they don’t need to sacrifice their precious and limited weekend time to drive their kids to a party, because we all know once they come home they are manic from high-energy games, candy and madness, meaning they will do their own thing and be quite frankly, a nightmare.

But this all gets slept away after a Friday afternoon.

(I’m not saying I’m going to do this for baby girl but I still think it’s fantastic).

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#1350 A quiet birthday

‘Quiet,’ and ‘Birthday,’ aren’t synonymous terms in our family dictionary.

And yet they coincided today… for hubbie, no less.

We may not have had a big hoo ha for his actual birthday today, but you can be sure I made a fuss when he came home for lunch…

Balloon, and Beer.

Throw in some colour, and a gift that was a sure winner, and I had a pretty happy hubbie. 🀩🎁

I then made a round of nutella-centred baked doughnuts for my cinnamon loving man, and we capped the night off eating at our fave family restaurant, playing games at the game centre and then finishing it all off with some ice cream.

A very simple, but truly fun night. I guess we’re not fussed it wasn’t a big one, since today’s howling wind didn’t make for the most inviting and party-inspired day…

But maybe it’s because… we can always celebrate BIG another day. After all, the sign of Scorpio has only just begun…πŸ¦‚β™

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#1330 I’m okay for the change

What timing, for daylight savings to begin the day before kids go back to school.

I usually LOVE daylight savings time. Increased sunshine means warmer weather, getting out and about and having fun…

But the timing, sucks.

Right when we are wrapping up our end of week holidays. Right when we are having late nights.

THE DAY BEFORE SCHOOL STARTS AGAIN.

Who decided this?

Today, we woke late, but yet, it was even later. We had a kids birthday party to attend out of all things, and so ended our holiday tired, weary-eyed and sucked out of sleep as we watched baby girl expend energy we didn’t know she had, going nuts on a jumping castle.

Everything that is great, must come to an end.

And I’m okay with that.

Sure the timing is crap. It never is the right time to lose an hour of your day, is it? But having a week off with both baby girl and Hubbie, means I have had a lot of fun, SURE…

But I am soooo behind in everything else.

Which is why I am so relieved for things to go back to some kind of normal. Tomorrow I am keen to get on board with my writing course. I am terribly behind on that. I am keen to buy groceries and re-stock the fridge. Things that I can stop to grab that is just too hard with baby girl in tow, become terrifically convenient when she is at school and I can dash in and out of places.

I can water plants. I can make phone calls.

I can write in peace! PEACE!

I know that routine is good for me, and it is good for baby girl too. She was only telling me the other day, after days of fun and adventure, that she missed her friends, and staying at home was “boring.”

This from the girl who met Andy Day the dinosaur-in-time explorer during her holidays. But hey, she has high expectations, right? πŸ˜‰

And then, after some routine, some writing and schooling and working, in no time at all it will be –

‘Jingle bells, jingle bells…’

Christmas folks! And that means MORE holidays.

I am okay with change. I am okay with routine. Because I know, as is life, I will come around to this happy and free holiday place, again… β™₯β™₯β™₯β™₯

 

#1315 On the first day of school holidays…

… Baby girl and I saw,

The very people we weren’t meant to for 2 weeks. 🀭

Ok, so rhyme, failed. I found it funny though, that the day after we said

β€œbye routine!”

”bye friends!”

”bye school!”

Well, we didn’t see routine, or school… but we saw friends. πŸ₯³

It was all good, it was all wonderful. A birthday party at a play centre, jumping and running and skipping, fairy bread and rainbow cake…

And a great first day was had.

We are pooped. Day 1, done. βœ”οΈ

#1295 Sunday surprises

It’s a lot nicer when you don’t expect anything, and then the opposite occurs.

Something. We were happily bound to our home for the day, Sunday, the first day of Spring (yippee!) and also, Father’s Day.

Baby girl had happily helped her Dad open up his presents after our late morning breakfast, still on a high from the night before yet feeling the lack of sleep, when I got word, that our quiet day might be different.

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I had seen my Dad at my bro-in-law’s birthday the night before after all… I had seen my whole family.Β 

But then I heard my Mum and Dad were going to my sister’s place for a quick visit, and so then we might as well pop on by…

And what started as a very non-expectant day, had us around a table talking, laughing, and then watching the rain pour down later when the clouds decided to merge overhead.

It didn’t affect the sunset though. Just as I had been longing for Winter to be over, just as quickly it came to an end… and this seems to happen every year. June, July and the start of August feel so long, then mine and baby girl’s birthday passes and it no time – BANG!

Spring. Sunshine. Sunsets like this:

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And so the message really is… don’t expect anything. Things are that much sweeter when you think of not much at all…

#1294 The party keeps going at 50

Pink beads and accessories, over llama-corn pyjamas?

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Why, it must be the end of another party night. πŸŽπŸŽ‰πŸŽ‚

Another 50th, another amazing night. I say that like we have 50th birthday parties ALL THE TIME.

But it just so happens we’ve had some of our closest people turn 50 lately… and tonight it was my bro-in-laws turn.

And what a night. Bohemian Rhapsody singalongs, reminiscing with I Will Survive (many memories there) and a 2am wake up with Baby I’m a Star! ✨

And we’re still going.

Good night to you… not for us… πŸ‘ πŸŽŠπŸŽΆ