I really can't remember being so precious over Anya when she was my 'Perfect First Born' - her first birthday was a pretty drunken affair as far as I can remember. We had a barby in the back garden - the neighbours turned up with their rock guitars (Drunken friends thankfully kept unplugging them). We played pick up the cornflake packet from the floor using only teeth (it's hard, try it!), went to bed very late!
I'm sure that the first born parents saw my crowd of hooligans arrive, well barge in, and just wanted to protect their girls in white dresses sitting nicely in the shade! The worst moment for me was having to weave my way through the fathers taking photos of said girls to rescue my baby from falling down the stairs! OK moaning over - as I said it was a lovely (but nerve shattering) party!
Sunday was very relax, we spent all day at Shugborough Hall with bikes. We had lunch in the local pub garden on the way.
Last week Anya went on a school trip to Llandudno - 6 hours on the coach, 4 hours there. As a first, she took spending money with her - I'm very proud of her purchases (compaired with the mountains of plastic that came off the coach with her friends). She bought a rock dummy (a lolly pop thing - she has eyed up at every fair and seaside since birth - I think it's dummy envy as she never had one), a spiderman book and a shell (see photo) as a present for me. We had shell trauma on Monday when she dropped and smashed it on the way to Rainbows!
Quote of the week - me after Patrick ran into me "How can you tell if your nose is broken?", Anya "You can't smell".
Thought of the week - "It sometimes happens, even in the best of families, that a baby is born. This is not necessarily cause for alarm. The important thing is to keep your wits about you and borrow some money." ~Elinor Goulding Smith
PS Welcome to the world Owain - this must be the first time his name appears in print!