Today was a short day for me.
The Rs both woke before six excited about Cousin Cs birthday party and the possible arrival of an uncle to stay.
I went to bed and was woken by Ms R informing me they were about to leave for the party and asking if she looked okay which was followed by the arrival of said uncle so I got myself up and dressed and took them to the party myself.
It was a great party held in a hall with a large bouncy castle. It was interesting to see that Ms R towered about the children she would have been in class with had she gone, I never think of her as particularly big. The boys got quite rough with each other by the end of the afternoon randomly pushing each other over. Cousin C is the first baby I ever cuddled so it was nice to celebrate his birthday with him. We missed last years thanks to chicken pox.
Apparently Nana asked if Cousin C would like to grow his hair long and curly like Master Rs and he said yes 
. Little chance though, the children all looked really fashionable, like mini men in a nightclub with short styled hair, shaped shirts and designer jeans. Almost seems a shame. Three out of the twelve boys invited from his class couldn’t come as it was their Dads weekend to have them.
Once home the Rs recieved presents from uncle. Ms R got a Just Married Barbie and husband in a car (groan) and says she likes it so much she wants the whole Barbie set. Mmmm.
Uncle showed us some instruments he’d made out of wood. Ms R danced to the sounds and Master R just watched mesmerised. Daddy had a go too. They both had a go with his harmonica. We have various blowy things (recorders etc) but all are well hidden away as Ms R never got past just blowing as hard and loud as she could. Master R got the hand of blowing softly and actually trying to make music. He’s a very interesting combination, liking to play football and kill monsters one minute and trying to make music and do fairy twirls (looks like real ballet!) the next.
We finished the day to Room on the Broom by Julia Donaldson (author of The Gruffalo). We’ve read it every day since borrowing it from the library and Master R is word perfect (I leave the rhyming words off and he says them). I like it even more than The Gruffalo. And of course, another chapter of Mr Twiddle.