a birthday party

On Sunday a bunch of sugar fuelled six year olds ran wild through our house. The weight restrictions on the trampoline were well and truly tested and so were my nerves when group jumping turned to cage fighting. Our little one had a lovely day. My fiancé made a “Trash Pack” cake, which was a variation of the Monster Cake from the Women’s Weekly cookbook (I can’t keep up with these fandangle rages, I’m clearly getting old), and I had coffee with some lovely Mummies while the kiddies played. Indie thoroughly enjoyed playing rough with the bigger kids and the birthday boy was spoilt rotten; complete with a brightly coloured, pom pom sporting crown his sweet little “girlfriend” made for him to wear. It was beautiful.

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