Thursday, 8 November 2012

Party Hat

It has been a whirlwind of birthday parties in our household. It seems everyone was born around the same time. Isobel loves it. One party was held at the ceramic cafe where the children were so civilized sitting around painting their mug/plate having had a bite to eat. The colours started out all so pretty, but most of them ended up a muddy brown creation. Still  - it's something to remember the day by and there is a sense of pride in having made it.

The mother of this particular birthday party had made the most wonderful hats (with a newborn?!). It reminded me of the dialogue in Go Dog Go (a favourite of mine): Do you like my Hat? I do. I do like your Party Hat.


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