Stories and pictures from our small lives here at Tasma
What? What are you smirking at?
Look at this beautiful and innocent cake which Fiona made for Lucinda’s birthday party. That dress is 100% edible sponge cake goodness. Hand-made wand, sparkles sewn onto chiffon.
In those last couple of shots … Is Barbie exultant, or is she trying to escape? You be the judge.
Lucinda believes in fairies, and wants to know if YOU do, too. She says “Fairies call adults ‘clumsies’ because they make them dead by not believing. She says every five minutes, a fairy dies because a grownup does not believe in them.
Lucinda is in love with Daniel.
“He kisses me like his job is to kiss me. He kisses me like his work is to kiss me.”
2012 update” Lucinda wants me to point out that she no longer loves Daniel.
Pancake Batter all over the kitchen! Presents! Pandemonium!
And among the wonderful presents, one that means fun and peaceful drumming for the whole household. Electronic Drums. No more barking and “SHUUUUT UP, PUCK!” during drum practice. Last night we were treated to a song composed on the spot, and performed (Drum and Vocal) by Ethan about all the top ten presents on his wish list.
Happy Birthday, my son.
… but the most fun of all was the packaging it came in.
