Spent the day trying to get things wrapped up for the big birthday and party on Saturday and got most of it done.
And then I decided to do the cupcakes I always do. My foolproof recipe. That excludes meddling twins and a 3yr old assistant. I think I left out half the flour or something, but it was worth re-baking them as Daniel had so much fun adding the flour to the mix. He was SO proud of himself.
But it did put me back a lot timewise tonight. Maybe I was just too sober when I was baking. Who knows. Luckily I managed to remedy that with the second batch. Nothing like icing cupcakes in front of the telly whilst downing gulping sipping wine.
I also made a “poster” for each of the girls with their life so far. It is a lovely Montessori tradition where they walk around a table with a candle on it, once for every year whilst they recite a little poem. Sorry, but the words escape me now. Beautiful tradition though.
A friend is also having a polka dot party the day after ours, but she went big and her au pair (yes, she has an au pair) is arranging the whole thing and a professional is doing the cake and party packs. I feel like we are having the white trash version of the polka dot party and am already trying not to compare myself and failing miserably. Fuckit, it’s fun anyway 🙂
Off to bed, will pop in tomorrow, promise!