I love lazy Sunday afternoons with family, food and wine - and sweet moments like this.
Sometimes, just sometimes, they make my heart say aaaaahhhh.
Fourteen maties arrived. They scavenged the food, found the treasure, broke the piñata and sailed away. Aaaargh!
Captain Oliver thoroughly enjoyed his pirate party on Saturday.
SO cool!I love the iced Pirate on the cake and the decor....wonderful.Well done!! (as usual....)
(08.31.10 @ 07:51 PM)Six years ago to this very day (it was also a Thursday) our destinies changed for the better, with the arrival of Oliver.
Happy Birthday Oli! Oh, how I love you so.
The vuvuzelas have faded and the World Cup has now sadly drawn to a close. I must say I'm going to miss the flags waving merrily, watching the games and the little ones screaming out the name of the country, when they recognise a flag. But, then again, I suppose all good things come to an end and so too the end of the school holidays.
The boys (and cousin Angelique) were treated to a helicopter ride this weekend.
And so life goes on... no more procrastination and no World Cup to blame...its back to work we go, Hi Hoo!
Thanks for the comment Sharon - it always nice to "hear" that there are people on the other side of the blog. It's Jake on the right, I know he does look like a girl, only because his mom does not want to cut his, or his brother Liam's, hair ;-)
(07.13.10 @ 04:28 PM)I took the midgets to their favourite amusement park this weekend.
I think it is almost impossible for an adult to fully grasp just how exciting a funfair is to small children - the colour, the characters, the clatter of rides, the glitter of the circus. . .and let's not forget the candy floss; pure sugar goodness melting in your mouth, which can only be eaten messily with your hands.
