Jai's 7th birthday

7 years ago out popped a 8lb 13oz baby boy 1 day past his due date. We screamed "it's a boy it's a boy, look he has a willy and everything"

7 years later and the boy wants a party to celebrate his birthday (and probably to get more presents) mummy is a tightwad (I should be the Scottish one in this relationship!) and refused to spend big $$ on a party at some jumping/bowling/robot place so we said we have the room let's have people over. You can invite a few friends from school, we'll invite the neighbours and you can have a Wii MarioKart party, with a racing tournament. I'll even get ickle trophies.

Note. Don't organise a Mario themed party unless you give yourself time to order supplies online. NO shops sell licensed Mario stuff. I had to buy fabric and make little drawstring party bags.

And make cake toppers. I did make a cake, but not this one. My cake sunk in the middle, stupid non-self raising flour.

The boys seemed to have a great time, playing the game, running around, wrestling, eating hotdogs and stuffing their faces with mini chocs. I think it was a success. I think Jai had a nice time, he certainly did well onthe gift and money front. (Note. remember thank you cards)

Then later when all the boys had gone home the neighbours stayed round and we cracked open the wine and had us a little poker session, you know to celebrate the stitches the boy gave me whilst shooting out after 2 hours of labour those 7 years ago! 

                                       

I won the jackpot, both in poker chips and in having a lovely, lovely son.

Hope you had a Happy Birthday my Big Big Baby Boy! 

xx

Bea's eye view.

So I'm uploading some pictures from the camera and find some interesting shots, all taken by little missy below and I though I would share. 

It's an interesting insight into the 3 year old psyche, what she must see, dream and think of her pocket-sized world. (Alternatively titled, what Bea was randomly pointing the camera at when she pressed the button)

 

Davina Bailey

Dust bunnies.

I think she maybe trying to tell me something about the level of cleaniness in this house, but I can't think what because my brush doesn't fit under there, what would she have me do, move it? Who does that?

Eye-eye.

I think this is to let her Dad know that when he Santa and his elves built her Little Tykes Princess Car (which this is) he didn't quite line up the eyes properly so they are a little bit sticky out, still.

No room.

I want to sit Mum, but all this crap TV remote, knitting and Dora wrapping paper is in my way.

"Sometimes Eeyore thought sadly to himself 'Why?' and sometimes he thought, 'Wherefore?'"

Telesales.

Obviously she had had enough of being on hold.

Prize winning 'Fruit in a blue bowl'

See that perspective, that's talent that, years of photography school unnecessary now. 

Pre-pizza

Although I think that may have been used that evening.

Little seen cereal in the bowl.

Captured for the first time, that moment before all the cereal in that bowl ends up on the floor after being kicked by the pink painted tootsies.

Fascinating, huh?

And I chose the best ones of the bunch.

Bea's Shorts

So cute and so finished and so showing them off.