Isn’t that a gorgeous cake? Well done to L for her baking and icing skills! I was pretty nervous about the stress involved in baking and icing a Winnie-the-Pooh cake but L really rose to the challenge. She even hired the baking mould a week before to practice and so this one was pretty near perfect.
Leah’s first birthday party was great. Tiring, happy, fun – but mostly tiring I’m afraid. I’m not sure why I seem more drained than usual at the moment. But the party itself went very well. Lovely jumpy castle, perfect weather, yummy food, kids playing happily, adults chatting merrily. L and I didn’t really get to sit down for very long since there’s always someone to greet and stuff to fuss about. Of course I didn’t HAVE to flit here and there. Guests can find their own drinks and snacks for example. And also make their own conversation. But I’m a worrier.
Leah had fun – and the kids had fun. Some even cried when they left because they were having so much fun. And it was good to see friends and family again (since it often seems as if L and I don’t really get the time to connect with friends or family other than the grandparents very often). And the grandparents had really gone out of their way to make it a special party as well.
(That’s one of L’s friends lighting the cake in case you wondered.) Leah was a little surprised by all the attention. She’s used to having Nana and Pops to herself and suddenly there were 15 kids and about 30 adults swarming about. She also doesn’t really understand the concept of unwrapping a present. She’ll sit with it looking a little bored while we try and get her to rip off the wrapping.
“What’s in the present, Leah? Look!”
And then Dada will rip the wrapping off and start playing with the toy.
One thing she does love is her car.
Her actual birthday is today so it’s off to the grandparents again for tea and cake and more presents. I can’t believe how quickly this first year has gone. It’s been a crazy rollercoaster ride. But I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Next time I hope to write a review of The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides. In fact I’m quite annoyed that I have to go to school and can’t just sit with my feet up (preferably with a cool sea breeze) and just finish it in peace.