I am quite good at remembering birthdays and I am getting better as Bea demands to know "whose birthday is next?" in the vain hope that it is hers. She almost knows the chant by heart now....Seth, Granny Gina, Chloe, Josie, Granda Robert, Jenny and Joanna, Alana, Max and....ME!
Quite randomly, in May or June we invite friends round. If I happen to have baked a cake it becomes Dilly's birthday. The date for this event is very fluid and does not necessarily happen every year, but tomorrow will be Dilly's birthday. Particularly because two of Dilly and Beanz special friends (fans) are coming...Jacob and Beth. Despite the addition of this birthday into the list, pushing hers back even further, Bea is quite accepting of this event.
Thus, this morning I baked a cake. Beatrice baked in tandem. Rather than co operating with me, she created her own cake independently following no particular recipe, but frequently warning Daddy to keep away because the "sharp thing is very sharp and it would cut your fingers"
The oven was filled with my cake. Bea's cake wouldn't fit in her princess oven, so she has set it in the sun to cook.
PS...Beanz never gets a birthday. I imagine that he does not feel particularly deprived or unloved as he still gets fed and is, at the end of all things, only a dog. I do not think that this would be an advisable way to raise children however...such blatant preference for the Joseph dog could lead to all sorts of sibling jealousies.
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