Birthday Parties

Since Jarah had his first birthday last year (2010) we have had a lot of talk about birthday's in our home. Truly the children don't currently understand what that ACTUALLY means but we talk about it often enough.

For a (long) period of time our favourite song was "Happy Birthday", and each time a cake was made or even saw it just HAD to be somebody's birthday & the singing commenced.

Being married to a man who was raised as the oldest of 9 siblings means there is a LOT of birthdays. Which has given plenty of opportunity to talk about birthdays. Buying gifts, baking cakes, singing happy birthday. But I guess one of the most enjoyable parts (as a mother) is the birthday PARTIES that the children have attended recently.

I guess it is rather amusing really that the birthday parties the children attend the most happen to be uncle or aunties.

I remember the excitement building up for birthday parties. Do you?

My MIL (Nana Shaz) does birthday parties alot differently to the way my mum did them. She plays funny games, like musical bobs, & bum shuffle, & egg & spoon race (Pictured Below with my kids). My kids are not entirely sure what is going on but they play along.

On asking my two oldest what they want for their birthday (as in present) they have both asked for a head lamp. You know one of those camping lights that gets put on your head? Funny hey!

On any given random day one child might announce that it is their birthday today, and that they need a cake, a present (always the head lamp) & sing happy birthday. Isaiah will tell you that he wants to play a game which varies on the day he tells you. Sometimes there is balloons requested.

On the day of a birthday party when I let them know they are going (cos it would be silly to let them know before hand) they ask if there will be a cake, and balloons & then... they'll tell you its their birthday as well.

Actually some days we argue over who's birthday it is, before I crush them both with news it is no body's birthday. Some times we are told "nope, I havn't had a birthday yet". They know how old they are going to turn with their next birthday (although Amalia might tell you she's going to be 5, that is because she WANTS to be as old as Isaiah).

Birthday's are a big deal in our house! Just not so great a deal to me... the mother... who birthed them all...

The above photographs were taken at an Uncle's birthday. (10yrs? maybe 9... or 11?) They did the egg and spoon race, and I laughed my little head off the entire time. See my Amalia? She is wondering WHAT THE HECK IS WITH THE EGG & THE SPOON IN MY MOUTH!!! She just didn't get it, but that's okay!

Oh! what sweet joyous memories...

& with that... I must end... Cos I think Aunty Vicky has come to play...?? Nope false alarm...
Blessings all round... xx