this weekend we celebrated Pip’s first birthday with a party in our garden. we hung our wedding bunting, fired up our collection of barbeques and invited family and friends to gather for a picnic. it was wonderful. the sun was warm and everywhere I looked all day, people from different parts of my life were deep in conversation. it was a little bit like our wedding, with a few more children.
Marto and I made Pip a tipi. it’s not quite finished, so these photos don’t really do it justice; my Dad brought the poles with him as I’d commissioned him to drill some holes. without the poles in place, I couldn’t finalise the bottom hem or finish off any details, but the kids didn’t seem to think it mattered. (I still need to finish it, but we’ve installed it in our sitting room, so Pip has her own area and place to keep all her toys).
we asked our guests to bring something towards the picnic, and by goodness they obliged. wonderful salads, quiches, meats, cheese. you name it, it was there. we roasted three joints on the barbeque and provided a couple of crates of beer, lots of jugs of cordial and fizzy water, a magnum of champagne and plenty of other wine, and enjoyed the celebrations. by the time dark fell, the oil drum barbeque had been lit as a fire pit, and people lay around enjoying the first warm evening of the year. inside, I made lots of pots of tea and watched Pip and her cousin chase each other up and down a tunnel that my sister & brother-in-law bought for Pip.
in the end, we never had a birthday cake. I made a cake topper the night before, but the combination of a scam call at 11.30pm on the Friday evening and a migraine on Saturday morning meant that it never got made. no-one seemed to notice and everyone was quite happy with squares of sponge (kid friendly; reduced sugar), scones and pots of strawberries and cream.
sadly, Pip wasn’t terribly enamoured with her birthday crown. thankfully, I didn’t order the custom knitted one from Etsy that I was thinking about, rather making my own from felt and bias binding. she also went to sleep for a lovely long nap through the afternoon part, but, if you can’t sleep at your own party, when can you?
ps. I can hardly believe that it’s a year since we were having our last evening together as 2. funnily enough, we have been watching Match of the Day tonight as well!