Party, Party, Party.....

We had a lazy morning, in fact when our fabulously loud, gesticulating Italian mailman arrived at 11am to deliver our parcel, L8 and A10 had to go out and meet him because they were the only ones dressed in something that wasn't pyjamas ;o)

We went to our friend John's party this afternoon and his sister will be kind enough to email me through some photos, because - whaddya know? - Debbie forgot the camera!!!!! John's sister Jessica came all the way down from Auckland to help run his party, and combined with his other sister Hannah and his Nanny and Poppa, they have well-oiled 8yob gatherings down-pat - I'll be definitely asking if they are for hire next Boy Party I'm involved in organising.

Boy Party Joke for The Day:
8yo: Knock, knock.
Me: Who's there?
8yo: Pile up.
Me: Pile up who?
8yo: MWAH-HAH-HA!!!

Well, we were cracking up, anyways xoxoxo