Thursday was Scarlett's birthday - she turned 3. After a morning in bed opening her lovely presents and cards, we gave her the play kitchen we had been hiding in the laundry loo for the last month. At nursery she had a huge fuss made of her and had a cake. In the evening we met up with the godfathers Kendall and Brett, our friend George with her kids Sophie and James and our old mate Ann-marie who was over from Auckland for the week and we all had a special birthday dinner out. It was all a bit much for Scarlett however and after a long day of fuss and no sleep it ended in tears at bedtime. On Saturday we had Scarlett's party. Zoe and Paul arrived with a Princess jumping castle. Scarlett just about wet her pants - had she been wearing any. It was such a hot afternoon, Rob filled up the paddling pool and the kids went crazy, stripping off all their clothes, leaping in and out of the pool and then jumping on the castle and down the slide like slippery eels. It was a hoot. The adults in the meantime sat on the deck in the shade, eating sausages and gulping down much needed liquid refreshments. Today we gave Scarlett the last part of her birthday present - a new pink fairy bike from Nanny and Grandad. She was absolutely thrilled but a test drive up the driveway has revealed she needs to grow her legs another inch or so before she'll be able to ride it with the zeal and panache such a glorious bike deserves and mainly so that Rob doesn't have to bend over pushing her along as she tries to reach the pedals. I am now less than two weeks away from my due date and counting the days. Getting up in the night to visit the bathroom two or three times isn't half as much fun as it once was. Anytime you're ready, baby, is fine with me.
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