The birthday that nearly wasn't

It was Dada's birthday was this past week only he's been so busy it took three days before we saw him for long enough to share it with him. We adults had a dinner organised, Surprise!  A few family and friends gathered to celebrate, babysitters aplenty, and enjoyed each other and made light of the empty seat.

The kids and I raced around like sillys on the day and then deeply exhaled when it wasn't to be. We made the cake. And wrote in the mess on the floor. We continued to ready the next day then deeply exhaled again. We iced the cake. (We did allow ourselves to nibble a little cake trimmed off before we iced it) 

These little people have been so admirably patient. 
So, in the meantime there have been many other goings on.

Because really, there's alot of excitement around such days when you're little but perhaps a little less fanfare when you're older. It's nice to have that excitement there to share.

Then we sang and ate and shared plants and flowers as gifts. Happy Birthday!