Miss Pepper's party.
Last Saturday after the market we met some family and a few friends at a school playground down the road from Bren's parents' house. Pepper knew it was her birthday because people had been singing and giving her presents all day. I think she got the whole party thing having been a part of Jazzy's party a couple of weeks before.
When a five year old boy complained about the pink cupcakes and refused to eat one he was easily convinced that the
sprinkle sticks were footy sticks, even goal posts.
At one stage after watching the big kids have running races around the track Pepper took off and ran the whole circuit to the sounds of all of us chanting "Go Pepper go..."
Into the loving arms of her Great Grandfather.
We packed up, drove the hour and a half home and as I was carrying a very tired two year old into the house and talking about her day she said "no more Happy Birthday Mummy."
One party down and one more to go on Tuesday after school with some little friends from here.