Yes Madelon, here we go. You wanted a cake. I got you a cake. And not just one.
Pinterest worked like a charm. I had it all figured out in no time. Cake pops. And not just plain cake pops, noohoo, no bake Oreo cake pops that is. Sort of easy and tremendously suitable with a kid under the age of 2. Seriously.
Moving is dreadful. Doesn’t matter how much you like to leave the old place, or how exciting the new is. The part where you have to put everything in boxes is nobodies favorite.
The last time we moved (I moved a lot in my life…), we had the luxury of a removal firm. It was so weird and fantastic at the same time that we could leave the house with everything in it and on its place and arrive at the end of the day to see all was packed. The days before were nevertheless tiring and frustrating. Because you want to leave your home perfectly organized and clutter free. At least I did….
But I promised you a fun part! And life saver Pinterest is there to help. After all is moved in, all is unpacked and you are sort of settled there are so much fun things you can do with all those empty boxes!
December is her month. I love December and all it’s family gatherings, food and presents. But I can tell you this: December is the most inconvenient month to deliver a baby.
In short: we have two* Christmas like events and a little girl’s birthday in less than a month. All of which involves family. And I grew up in a family that knows how to value presents (if you know what I mean). Including me, but this three week gift marathon is let’s say intense.
Hope you had a lovely weekend! Ours was great. We had a little birthday party on Friday (just the four of us), many gifts, custom made dresses, bunny ears and pink balloons! We sang, we danced and went to a petting zoo, so according to her it was a perfect start of our lazy weekend.
R this week. J next month. The terrible two’s. But I won’t start about that again. All is said by Madelon yesterday. And I agree, of course. What I really wanted to talk about is her birthday party.
Last year we had a 3 day party marathon. An emotional actual birthday, remembering the horrible watermelon-through-tiny-whole scene and greyish fog afterwards. And then a shipload of people on 20 meters square for two days. Not good for any type of person. But I also enjoyed throwing a party again, with excessive amounts of decoration, food and presents.
Last week I was away for two days. When I returned to our house and walked in, it hit me: it felt like coming home!
I love our place. It’s spacious, it’s light and it has a perfect garden (with lemons!). So I’m happy living here. But next to the beige carpet there is one more thing I’m dying to part with… The kitchen! That brown, old and dirty kitchen. I swear my fridge is older than me.