it's my party...

Hello birthday girl!  We wrapped up a wonderful week of you turning 1 (OMG!!!) with a party attended by 40 of your closest family and friends on Saturday.  We had planned a fabulous picnic down at Bronte Park but the threat of rain on Saturday meant a chance of venue to Grandpa and Nonna's apartment.  You had a great time picnic-ing on the rug in their loungeroom with your mates Olive, Matilda, Marilla, & Henry.  You also enjoyed zooming around the legs of guests on your quest to stride from the lounge to the kitchen and back looking for you dadda, mamma, and - well, anyone that noticed how clever you were at walking.  There was plenty of party food and mummy got creative with some ladybug and flower cupcakes and your Nene made a fantastic butterfly cake (thanks to the classic Womens Weekly Cake book).  It's lovely to celebrate having you in our lives for a year and heart-warming to see all the people that love you gathering together.  We look forward to seeing how you grow and change over the next year.

Pic of the spread below - more photos to come after I hunt them down from your Uncle Joel who was the unofficial photographer of the day.

a weekend of parties

You have been a little party girl this weekend - not your own (yet!) but two of your fellow comrades from Mothers Group.  And you had an absolute ball.  Being park parties, there was no short supply of kids, dogs, birds, swings and slides to keep you occupied.  Oh yes - and party food.  You had your first taste of fairy bread (not a fan), cupcakes (yum mum!) and even some chocolate birthday cake (the expression on your face after trying this is conclusive proof you are my daughter). All great practice for your own party next Saturday.  And at the end of a long weekend of partying you are now sleeping very very soundly, not a peep all night.