The Birthday Post

I am quickly posting a couple of snaps from yesterday

as I face the clean-up from Dash's eighth birthday party this morning.

(Although I must acknowledge the amazing help I had

from all my fabulous guests in the washing up department last night

- is it an Aussie thing that every woman present

just pitches in and gets elbow deep in the suds?

And while we are on that topic,

I have the very best step-mother-in-law ever!)

~

Anyway, we started off the day bright and early

with Violet enthusiastically assisting Dash

in his present-opening endeavours...

And apparently the offerings were okay...


Optimus Prime regalia discovered by chance at Target.

Please Lord let it last for a few months for the trashing it is sure to receive.

Amen.

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Dash went to school for the day - well, not school exactly, but the school cross-country.

Where he proved his parent's genetic abilities do NOT score high

in the land-speed department.

Sorry Dash!

And then, after school, half of his classmates

(from the entire school, which totals 18 students)

descended on Granite Glen to party hard.

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The Optimus Prime cake was a hit too.

Fact: neither of my kids ate any of it.

And yes, they are quite weird.

Everyone else made up for it though,

devouring a good portion of the marble and mock-cream creation.

Especially the adults...

And before you ask, NO I did not bake it

(our local bakery did a sterling job on that part.)

My contribution was the image on top.

(Those two sentences pretty much sum up yours truly!)

Heh...

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Off to clean up now.

I suspect Axel has already started on all the edible debris on our patio.

I am SO lucky with all the assistance I get around this place!