I didn’t manage to take a picture of the Lego birthday cake (apart from a quick snap over on Instagram).
I forgot to photograph the iced number six biscuits (when asked what he would like for his party, the boy’s first response was “number six biscuits!”- I love that the number biscuit tradition, started on his first birthday, has become a part of the fabric of family birthdays.)
I neglected to record the fairy cakes topped with Lego candy bricks, which were wolfed down appreciatively.
It was blowing a gale when I tied the bunting on the railings (“don’t forget the tiny flags, Mummy!”), so I didn’t reach for my camera.
I was too busy during the parachute games and pass the parcel to even think about taking a snap, and the party bags were sent home un-recorded.
All of which shows, I suppose, what a happy and busy birthday party it was. It was a pleasure to spend time with the boy and his sweet friends and I am grateful that he is still small enough to enjoy variations on the theme of musical statues.
Six. However did we reach that number so quickly?