I am now in charge of two 2 year-olds. The Tank and Magpie can be divine little cherubs one minute, and gross satanic monsters the next. But at their birthday party last Sunday held in their Grandmother's garden, they were as good as gold, despite the washout - dashing around in vintage frocks (read: my own unworn party dresses) in pouring rain, having the sugar-fuelled time of their lives. A marquee was acquired after a last-minute dash to Homebase.
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| Cousin Teddy's amazing mother has her first ever go at decorating birthday cakes, which were gooey and gorgeous, despite being wheat-free for me (marshmallow and buttermilk were the secret ingredients) |
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| Overwhelmed? |
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| Underwhelmed? |
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| After the rain comes cake frenzy (look at those desperate hands) |
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| Three sisters (I'm the deranged one in the rain-soaked hat) help the birthday girls to cut (and eat a lot of) cake |
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| Duck-obsessed girls eat iced ducks | | | |
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| ...and more ducks |
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| Big Daddy keeps an eye on marquee roof leakage while Magpie is already soaked |
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Cake carnage
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| Luisa, maker of the creamiest, yummiest cakes ever, my mother GA (short for Grandma) and Magpie |
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Me looking a tad eccentric in hat and shades and JJ, friend and toddler-whisperer extraordinaire
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| Chief toddler whisperer Phoebe (far right) with Alice and twins Archie and Eliza. The Tank takes a juice break (far left) |
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A sneaky hot dog
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| A push by cousin Joe |
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| Sisterly love on the actual Big Day |
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| As above |
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| Mapie, Purdey and cousin Teddy |
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| The Tank, Magpie and the super-cute, ever-patient, cousin Teddy |
