Birthday party

Ivy and Hazel are one year old! Beggars belief.

I am so very very glad that it is not a year ago. I am MORE glad that it is not eight months ago. That was our family's nadir.

We had a party-let on the weekend. Here is the evidence...

We crammed into our dining room, with grown-ups wedged around the edge and kids in the middle. Here is Toby in the middle of the middle:

Hazel and Ivy wore party dresses as they played with their toy library thingy:

Chrissy sat against the window with Noah and Jem. Toby whacked the enamel mug, while Hazel's freedom was curtailed:

Ivy sat in her mummy's favourite chair in a very composed manner:

Liss and Ivy looked pensive and photogenic:

Amir seemed to be surprised to find his daughter Maia in a capsule on the table:

Mummy admired The Wombat Diary (thanks Amir & Alex) in the absence of her children:

Maia is a little cutie, and her dad still wears cool t-shirts although he presumably does not get much sleep:

 Hazel pours new boxes, and observes intently:

Sarah watches Ivy relax near the end of a big day:

And that's the end of the story.