|I don't know how his face got so grubby before breakfast|
We celebrated Alistair's Birthday on Sunday. It is strange, Alistair does not get nearly as exited as any of my other children in the run-up to their Birthday. I am not sure why this is but it baffles me slightly. It is only Alistair's third Birthday in our family and I don't know how his Birthdays were celebrated before he came to stay with us. My other children are usually so exited that they wake up in the middle of the night, demanding to be celebrated in style. Family tradition dictates that we all squeeze into our big bed (it is a big squeeze with three adult sized people and three child sized people) and the Birthday child gets to open gifts. We do this for myself and Richard, too. At the children's insistence I should say. There is no way in the world that the bigger ones could be fobbed off with a "but it is still the middle of the night". Trust me, we have tried! Alistair was perfectly happy to go back to bed, and when he couldn't get back to sleep (it was after 7 am, late for a Birthday), he asked if he was allowed to go downstairs to watch the telly. On his Birthday! Can you believe it? Alistair is happiest when he is in front of a screen. He would (if I let him) spend hours playing the Wii. When he does, he is extremely focused. So much so that he doesn't seem to remember his bodily needs. He is only allowed to play on the weekend. Some children don't do a little while. But I digress. He was very happy with his gifts. It was the usual plastic crap but it was plastic crap he wanted. Alistair wanted waffles for his Birthday breakfast and because it was a Sunday he did get waffles for his breakfast. We made them at the table and it was fun. I am not sure what the glass is saying to Alistair...
We organised a party at home. I think Alistair enjoyed it this year. He was quite clear about who he wanted to invite, which is lovely because last year he barely remembered the names of his friends. He only wanted to invite 8 children and most of them I would not have thought of myself. I think he was completely overwhelmed last year. He has been to a few parties this year and maybe he is now more experienced and hence more confident with the concept of a party. He understands the games and loves to dance. This year he joined in all the party games, the biscuit decorating and the general partying. We played pass the parcel, pin the star on the Christmas tree and musical statues. We decorated Lebkuchen (again) and ate a lot of food. There was also a fair amount of free running. Annie made yet another of her Birthday cake creations. Alistair wanted a simple sponge with strawberry butter cream filling and topping. Annie was a bit worried it might be too girly but he thought it was just perfect.
With the end of the Birthday year in this family we can now concentrate on Christmas and (I shudder at the thought) the Hogmanay Party. Actually, I am quite looking forward to hosting a party. We need to find a tree that I like and decorate it to the sound of cheesy Christmas pop songs. it probably needs to be tethered to the wall because of the naughty puppy. We need to bake Swiss Christmas cookies. We need to make mince pies. I need to feed the cake. We need to visit my favourite cheese monger and buy gorgonzola. Richard needs to fix the fairy lights (now Christmas lights) that the dog destroyed. And best of all, we need to go and see Paddington. I am terribly exited about it actually. And with that in mind I am logging off.
Have a lovely rest of the week. Cx