So, my pretty little girl turned three at the end of May.

Three! Where the bejesus did all that time go?  Would someone care to enlighten me, please?  But at the same time, it kind of feels like we’ve had her forever.

Anyway, she had her birthday, and we threw her a party.  It was the first birthday she’s had where’s she’s invited her friends, so we made it fabulous.

(I guess I should say right now, that I totally ripped off a party thrown by an American photographer/blogger, Kelle Hampton.  She is, quite frankly, the Queen of the Soiree, and goes all out.  It’s massively inspiring)

We had six of Ruby’s friends over, all dressed as fairies, wings, dresses, the whole shebang.  They ran around our bunting-decorated garden for a little while whilst everyone arrived.

They painted houses for teeny-tiny fairies

and we hung them up to dry whilst they filled bottles with magic dust left by fairy folk…

There were real fairy cakes; lovely little fairies perched on top of toadstools.

and then, before six sleepy little fairies went home, a toadstool hunt (and a bit more running around to run off the sugar high)

That evening, because Ruby specifically asked for it, we had a barbecue for dinner and a lot of Ruby’s very favourite food-of-the-moment; oven chips.

A happy happy day, one of the very best we’ve had in this house.  It really showed me how well Ruby has adjusted to life on the South Coast.  Not even here a year and already a number of lovely little friends I hope she keeps for a long long time.

I am already planning her fourth birthday party.

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