There has been a lot of celebrating going on in these parts the last few weeks.
Firstly, a special little "Chicken-Whisperer" turned 8.
All she wanted was a Bird and more Blyton.
This is "Magic", a green and yellow Budgie. He is a young male as they are apparently easier to train than females. I'm not convinced this rule operates in the 'people' world. He is quite delightful and only makes a racket when the vacuum cleaner is going, which is not as often as it should be at the moment but at least my sanity will be saved :-)
She has been delighting in Enid Blyton books for some time, mostly early and first editions I pick up for a song at second hand bookstores. However, for the sake of completion I splashed out and bought her the entire set of "The Secret Seven". To my detriment though. Halfway through the first book, she comes out and tells me these books are different, that they talk differently and are set in the future where there are cars and battery torches. She prefers the older editions that haven't been changed or 'updated' to suit our modern times. It seems her school teacher would also agree about a return to the older editions. At the parent teacher interview last week, we were shown some of her creative writing and the teacher was very impressed with sentences such as this:
"Oh my oh my!", said Susan and her stick quivered as she heard the peculiar sound.
There was vanilla cake with chocolate icing and sprinkles. We were two candles short but I found two tealights to make up the short fall, which would have been a charming addition had they not been of the toxic Citronella/Anti-Mosquito variety.
We also baked cupcakes to celebrate the occasion with the classmates. She said they had to be gluten free, sugar free, wheat free, colour free, dairy free, egg free and taste free to accommodate one class member with a very unfortunate allergy. That all sounded a bit hard so I sent some regular cupcakes along to school with an apology to go with the sugar-free snake for poor Johnny.
We celebrated with a gaggle of gorgeous 8 year old girls for afternoon tea followed by Disco Bowling. I'm sure I was still playing musical chairs and pin the tail on the donkey at my 8th Birthday Party but times are changing. Anyone else feel like 8 is the new 13?
We also celebrated the end of a successful Winter Sports season. I hope I don't sound like a bad mum for having a small excitement burst at the return of the Saturday sleep-in.
And then last Sunday we celebrated Father's Day. There were handmade cards and gifts to open and a casual morning spent at the beach. Just the way we like it.
Finally, we are celebrating Spring!
The jonquils are on their way out and these are the last of my orange-centred Daffodils. I never know what to do with the last ones - leave them in the garden to admire, knowing they won't be replenished or pick them for the kitchen table?
In theory, by the end of this Season there should also be another family member joining us. But then again, it could well be a Summer baby. We'll have to wait and see.
I'm looking forward to seeing some more colour in the garden and the Vegie Patch produce it's first crop.
We are also celebrating the end of another School Term and I'm so looking forward to these next two weeks of School Holidays where we can all relax after a busy Term.
With all this celebrating going on I'm all partied out!
Hope you have a great week ahead!