Tag Archives: birthday
A weekend of weirdness
What’s the weirdest birthday you’ve ever had? I think mine was this one just gone – Friday in fact. While I got to spend quite a bit of it with my family, that was because we were at my uncle’s … Continue reading
A weekend of many boys
The weekend was due to be the weekend of many boys….but snow, freezing rain and multiple accidents on motorways meant I couldn’t get to Little Pea on Friday. The weather wasn’t going to completely beat us though and I left … Continue reading
Four days, three beds, one birthday
Last week was a roller coaster week…..again. But it ended on a high :o) Thursday was my birthday and I was whisked away by Himself for cocktails: Birthday cake (I’d specifically requested a Marks and Spencer trifle and that was … Continue reading
Parties and planning
This weekend we have mostly done things for Mummy W’s big birthday and it’s been fun. There was planning involved – quite a bit of it. The most surreal part was when Dad asked me a month or so ago … Continue reading
It’s all about the dinosaurs…
…at least, it is when it is your third birthday and you are a Little Pea. The animals may be great, especially when you catch a feeding time at the zoo (literally): But there is nothing like a dinosaur: Or … Continue reading
Birthdays, parties and an utter failure of a cake
This time of year is full of Birthdays – full I tell you! In the last week it has been Sister 1 and 2’s: Probably the least said, the better. Gorgeous Godson’s: It was all a bit too exciting for … Continue reading
Another year older, another year wiser?
Yet another birthday snuck up on me at the weekend. It was lovely, but I just wanted to show you four of the highlights (there were more but I don’t want to bore you…) My mum baked me the hugest … Continue reading
Happy birthday boys!
Its my boys birthday today! They are a whole two years old which I think makes them around 18 in furball years so we are talking big birthday. Norman celebrated early by capturing a rogue, (cooked) sausage on Tuesday night … Continue reading
Oldness
When I was born my dad bought my mum a small rhododendron. It’s 36 years old today – well actually, I suppose it’s not…as it was already ‘small’ rather than ‘newborn’ when Dad bought it, but hopefully you get … Continue reading