Friday the 13th 2011
I'm sure not many people in this world looked forward to Friday the 13th as I did.
Kezia and I had a wonderful day. We met Uncle David at Hatfield House on her actual birthday and spent most of the time swinging along a zip line and playing at their amazing adventure playground. Little ole Kezia thought all her Christmasses had come at once when she saw Uncle David round the corner!
We had a spot of lunch - ok, so Kez and David had lunch whilst I stuffed my face with cupcakes - and then we just chatted our way round the place whilst Kezia beckoned us on to bigger and better playthings! David bought her Woody from Toy Story to go with her Jesse that he got her last year. Not that she calls her doll Woody - his good self, and Jesse, are called Yeehaaw's ... obviously ...
Before taking Kez home we whizzed into Grandma and Grandpa Watkinson's and it was there that she opened her dressing up box. It was an enormous success. Kezia loves to wear a 'pretty' and she had a wonderful time putting on the earrings, wearing the jewellery and skirts and also her little slip on heeled shoes. She looked like some weired 1950's tarty washer woman by the time she was done! That's my gal
Friday night saw Kez fast asleep in bed whilst I frantically cut the shape of Peppa Pig into a cake and iced it
Then on the Saturday we had a lovely family party for Kezia. Kez was overjoyed to see her best bud Harry again - they spent most of the time chasing each other round the garden - sometimes with a pushchair sometimes without, whilst my cousins Sophie and Tom spent some considerable time pinning pegs to Tom's face. Simple pleasures, as they say!
She loved playing with all the toys that everyone bought her - a sandpit from Nanny and Grampy Hooper, a lovely medicine playset from Tom and Vicki, a very nice bouncing ball from her Great Grandparents Church and a wonderful Peppa Pig Tea Set with singing Birthday Cake from Great Grandparents Watkinson. She loves all these and plays with them non stop. When the tea set comes out she pours us both a cup from the tea pot and then we have to clink cups and say 'Chseers' before taking a noisy slurp and making a satisfied 'aaah' sound, before repeating the whole scenario all over again. Those formal Japanese tea ceremonies have nothing on us. I've had my heart listened to on many occassions and told 'Not sad Mummy' which I think means I must be in good working order. She still dresses up in her 'pretties' at least once a day and she has now nearly got the hang of her balance bike - or 'bicshycle' as Kez calls it - which we are most impressed at coz it's supposed to be for ages 3+. Obviously my child is not only a prodigal genius but miles ahead in her sporting ability. I can see her now: aged 4 with a Gold medal at The Olympics, whist also researching the cure for cancer and composing the most amazing symphony ever known to man - and all before breakfast of course!
One of the gifts that Chance and I got her was a pink piano. She loves to play mine, but we thought if she was to bash the living bells out of it we would rather she 'practised' on a plastic piano rather than my antique one! This piano has a microphone attached to it, and as I type this Kezia is sitting on her little piano stool, playing the keyboard and leaning and singing into the microphone like some weird half-bred Elton John or Jools Holland. The noise she can produce through that microphone is fairly impressive - especially as she tends to mainly honk through it. I swear to god there are elk in Canada raising their heads in hope, at what can only be described as a mating call.
So, there we have it. Kezia had a wonderful time and since that day can now be heard round the house singing Happy 2, Happy2, Happy 2 which we thinking she has picked up from Happy Birthday! Just adorable.
I'm sure not many people in this world looked forward to Friday the 13th as I did.
Kezia and I had a wonderful day. We met Uncle David at Hatfield House on her actual birthday and spent most of the time swinging along a zip line and playing at their amazing adventure playground. Little ole Kezia thought all her Christmasses had come at once when she saw Uncle David round the corner!
We had a spot of lunch - ok, so Kez and David had lunch whilst I stuffed my face with cupcakes - and then we just chatted our way round the place whilst Kezia beckoned us on to bigger and better playthings! David bought her Woody from Toy Story to go with her Jesse that he got her last year. Not that she calls her doll Woody - his good self, and Jesse, are called Yeehaaw's ... obviously ...
Before taking Kez home we whizzed into Grandma and Grandpa Watkinson's and it was there that she opened her dressing up box. It was an enormous success. Kezia loves to wear a 'pretty' and she had a wonderful time putting on the earrings, wearing the jewellery and skirts and also her little slip on heeled shoes. She looked like some weired 1950's tarty washer woman by the time she was done! That's my galFriday night saw Kez fast asleep in bed whilst I frantically cut the shape of Peppa Pig into a cake and iced it
Then on the Saturday we had a lovely family party for Kezia. Kez was overjoyed to see her best bud Harry again - they spent most of the time chasing each other round the garden - sometimes with a pushchair sometimes without, whilst my cousins Sophie and Tom spent some considerable time pinning pegs to Tom's face. Simple pleasures, as they say!
She loved playing with all the toys that everyone bought her - a sandpit from Nanny and Grampy Hooper, a lovely medicine playset from Tom and Vicki, a very nice bouncing ball from her Great Grandparents Church and a wonderful Peppa Pig Tea Set with singing Birthday Cake from Great Grandparents Watkinson. She loves all these and plays with them non stop. When the tea set comes out she pours us both a cup from the tea pot and then we have to clink cups and say 'Chseers' before taking a noisy slurp and making a satisfied 'aaah' sound, before repeating the whole scenario all over again. Those formal Japanese tea ceremonies have nothing on us. I've had my heart listened to on many occassions and told 'Not sad Mummy' which I think means I must be in good working order. She still dresses up in her 'pretties' at least once a day and she has now nearly got the hang of her balance bike - or 'bicshycle' as Kez calls it - which we are most impressed at coz it's supposed to be for ages 3+. Obviously my child is not only a prodigal genius but miles ahead in her sporting ability. I can see her now: aged 4 with a Gold medal at The Olympics, whist also researching the cure for cancer and composing the most amazing symphony ever known to man - and all before breakfast of course!
So, there we have it. Kezia had a wonderful time and since that day can now be heard round the house singing Happy 2, Happy2, Happy 2 which we thinking she has picked up from Happy Birthday! Just adorable.
