The First Birthday

It finally arrived.

After months of planning, weeks of having the dining table covered in my craft crap, and what seemed like hundreds of tiny, but seemingly terribly important decisions, a First Birthday Party was had.

I already had paper and string, so this bunting was FREE!

 You know how when you have something in your head it never turns out that way?

I sent out two versions of the invites, only because I couldn't get enough of this paper.

It didn't matter. They looked good, and came with a Fleur de Lys magnet made from Fimo, which I already had... = FREE!

Well, that didn't happen this time. The party looked and felt just like I planned. Just like I worked for. Just how I hoped.

You know I love a theme!

We celebrated surviving the first year of keeping a Tadpole alive in style.

Everything labelled in French

Finally an excuse to buy one of these babies!

Cheers!

Mr Frog doesn't celebrate birthdays. He's a weirdo. He knows it's a big deal for me so he said I could do what ever I wanted, and he'd just be there on the day.

Sweet!

And so I did. All the little lovely touches I found on Pinterest ( The Devil!) I could tweak to suit our little family.

This was meant to be on a blackboard looking fancy but that would've meant buying one and that was not an option. Make do people!

 And some ideas, I just kinda made up.

Leave a note for the birthday girl to read on her 21st birthday.

Tadpole was, understandably, quite overwhelmed by the people and noise. I was overwhelmed by the generosity of our friends and family.

I drank bubbles. I forgot to eat.

A good time was had.

This little handmade act of love was wonderful.

Eiffel Tower shaped biscuits with edible glitter instead of lolly bags.

To our friends and family who made it a special day, and who for more than a year have helped us in ways big and small...

I say Merci Beaucoup.

And to you I say "Wanna know how I did something from the party? Just ask!"

MC

Not The C.W.A

Today is a day of housework. Sad, I know, but it must be done. I've done the groceries, the cleaning, made lunch and then I made biscuits. And here is where I came unstuck.

I was making a bastardised version of Anzac biscuits, partly because I love Anzac biscuits, and partly because it's the only recipe I can remember off the top of my head. The last time I made them they turned out fine, a little over cooked, but fine. Today, something went amiss. Today, all I can taste is Bi-carb, and although I like them chewy, they didn't cook well.

I will put the blame firmly on Mr Frog, due to his ridiculous request for "healthy" biscuits, and his continuous need for something "sweet" (but apparently not too sweet if he has a say, otherwise it's Dark Tim Tams all the way). I used wholemeal flour (mental) , oats, dessicated coconut, only half a cup of sugar, a few cranberries and choc chips, butter, honey (forgot to buy golden syrup) and of course the bi-carb.

Fail.

If there are any C.W.A ladies out there who can stop laughing long enough to leave me a hint or two I would really appreciate it!

For now, I'm coating those Anzac mongrels in chocolate. Health be damned!

MC