Z turned three. No more two-year-olds for awhile now ( or maybe five years 😉 ). Where there are birthday parties, there are balloons. Otto and Minty, at last feeling healthy, took it upon themselves to set up a water balloon fortress. I’m not sure what the weather is exactly, but it feels like 1C. I’m cold, cold, cold. We are also sick, sick sick. I’ve never been the type to catch a cold, but this year made up for previous years.
Cake went off well, thanks Lucy! Extra bonus, a picture of Z with three candles to prove that, yes, I am a good mom. Whew. That was close!
Sisters patiently waited for singing and merriment.
Jam cake was well recieved.
Bubbles can never go wrong.
She’s very sneaky, that Mint.