The Birthday Girl is 4!

Grier, when you make wishes you wish to fly like a fairy. I know this because you tell me. You tell me all your secrets which feels like a wonderful if temporary privilege. Your brothers are the cornerstones of your world, you look for them at all points of the day. You love dressing up but not as a mermaid ( a story for another day). You love ballet and dragons and digging in the muck. You much prefer skirts and dresses to trousers. You swim in the pool like a little fish. You run down hills with your hair blowing wildly in the wind. You love anything which involves painting or sparkles, preferably both. You are cuddly and affectionate and sometimes ridiculously stubborn. You are kind and generous but are not to be taken advantage of. You will make me read the same book 20 times and then correct me when I get one word slightly wrong. You chatter when you are nervous and are much, much braver than you think you are. You are the most wonderful and precious gift and the world is a much better place with you in it.

After presents, pancakes for breakfast.

Baxter is not exactly sure what a birthday is but he knows what pancakes are. Win.

A few months ago Grier mentioned she wanted a pink spider girl costume. I may have thought 'oh crap, I'm going to have to fashion something out of pink shiny material and pretend it's the coolest thing ever because no way does a pink spider girl costume exsist'. Only I didn't have to do that because the internet came to my rescue and delivered me this pink number for the princely sum of less than a tenner. Done.

I thought she might have forgotten all about it but her wee eyes lit up when she opened it, she put it on straight away and bascially wore it all day. The Lollipop Man thought she was a princess but she soon put him right. Ahem.


She had nursery in the morning but was too shy to tell anyone it was her birthday. Later on the only thing she wanted to do was go this none too fancy park.

I got the sparkly gold name banner on holiday and put it away for her birthday. She's never going to get things with her name on it #weirdnameproblems and it was pink, gold and sparkly so I couldn't resist. We'll hang it over her bed after the birthday fun is over. I made the tissue paper garland and I foresee myself making one of these for each and every occasion I can because it was fun and very Instagram friendly don't you think? And onto the cake. I learned last year that making fondant figures which don't fall apart is a bit out of my skill level. So I ordered Tinkerbell and friends from ebay and stuck them on with aplomb. The request was for a fairy princess castle cake and I think I delivered a not too shabby effort. In real life it was pretty sparkly and the buttercream was thick enough to make me feel a little sugar high just spreading it on. And it was pink you know?

It's maybe silly to say but I think she is so beautiful, it sometimes takes my breath away.

Best friends at 88 years and 8 months.

It wasn't an overly fancy birthday but it was just for her. Things she loves and people she loves and I hope that when she fell asleep cakes and costumes and fun were dancing in her head.

The sun was going down and I wanted a photo of all five of us. I imagined a beautiful, natural, photojournalistic potrait capturing a special day. This is what I got:)