We've just had a busy and enjoyable weekend, something we needed after multiple serious health issues hitting in both our immediate and extended family in the last month. So we were very happy to get together for lunch with my side of the family at my niece's rural bush block to celebrate several birthdays and a wedding anniversary.
My niece is an artist and she and her husband bought what was a somewhat run down property several years ago and have transformed it into a lovely home which bursts with creativity and unexpected artworks. Every time I go there I find something new to love and much of it began as found objects they saw and have repurposed. Add in that on this occasion nearly all the family were able to get together and it made for a lovely day. The next such gathering is likely to be at Christmas and I'm sure we will still be talking to the resident turkey cock and not seeing him on the dinner table.
Virgo came with Ms Five and Mr Two - her husband was busy prepping for Mr Two's birthday party the next day - and the turkey was very popular with Mr Two in particular. He spent a considerable part of the day running after it - it was outside the yard fence - then coming back to tell us all about how the "ticken" said "gobble gobble". No matter how often we told him it was a turkey and he repeated it after us, the next time he came back it was to tell us about the gobbling "ticken".
Sunday was Mr Two's party at a local park. He chose his party outfit - his sister's Spidergirl costume from back in the day complete with a vivid blue tutu - and had a wonderful time. Mr Two is really into vehicles these days - he wanders around with at least two clutched firmly in his hands most of the time - so Virgo had decorated his cake with a selection of miniature trucks and earth moving vehicles much to his delight and that of all the other children. The guests included a number of two year olds - boys and girls - and some of Ms Five's school friends. The party went smoothly although there was one almost escape by a two year old who was spotted just before he reached the top of the exterior fence and who later had to be removed from a tree before he was out of reach and the whole was summed up by one of Ms Five's friends who on opening her goody bag and finding a toy dump truck, the bucket of which could be moved up and down, squeed with delight before she sighed and said "This is the best birthday party ever.".
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