A Princess Playdate & Miss Luaipou's Birthay Cake

You might've guessed Miss Pouey is three

                                                But just in a little she will no longer be

For December has come a'knocking at our door

Which gladly means she will now be four

All things princess she prances to be

She'd love if you dressed as one, you see

We'd love to have you come celebrate

A Princess (or Prince) Playdate & Miss Pouey's Birthday Cake

Birthday girl awoke at 6am on Monday December 12, 2011 and jumped into her mummy & daddy's bed, then pranced off to grandma's bed (but most likely not brave enough to jump into aunty Nelia's bed) to announce "Hey, guess what - it's my birthday now!" 

As a babe she could be boisterous and restless legs always bouncing off the lap of the person carrying her. She was now a professed princess, turning four & ready to embrace a world of wonder. Eldest sister to a younger brother & sister, she has taken them under her wing with pride. One of my favourite things about her. But today was her day - her birthday. From 12am to 12pm she made that much clear, ha! 

She had a birthday breakfast with Grandma & Pa at a local cafe, crepes being her specific order. Her mother's daughter indeed.

She returned home to eagerly await her fellow royal friends whom she'd invited to celebrate her day with. Cake was prepared, decorations hanging & set, everything ready for a day of fun.

Friends began to arrive Pouey greeted them running down the stairs as her royal friends entered. Elegantly dressed, they entered a little of Pouey's kingdom.
Prince Michael fittingly found riding his horse & Princess Aimee elegantly dressed in white - just some of the little guests of the day.

Once all had arrived, Pouey an avid storybook lover each night before bed, wanted to read a favourite with her friends on her birthday. One of my favourites also, authored by Rachel Ann Nunes it is written beautifully and painted illustration with rich colours of detail by David Helmsley. Entitled 'Daughter of A King'.

This is a story of little country girl Katie who is taught that she has come from a Crystal Palace before birth and there awaits the loving King for her return. She believes she is a princess of this king, but has come for a little while to live in care of parents raising her from physical birth. She tries her best to emanate the behaviour of that of a kind loving princess, though at times she would fall short.  

This picture book embraces our journey here in the mortal realm and to be living our divine heritage even though we may fall short at times. We are indeed only "here for a little while" but our Heavenly Father awaits as he hopes that our behaviour emanates our divine heritage and indeed our return to Him one day, although we may not wear the physical attire of royalty. There is nothing more powerful and visible than the countenance of a child or adult, who knows 'who' they are & not get caught up in the worldly fashion of 'what' they are.

I recommend this simple yet powerful story to everyone, especially those with young children.

The children seemed to love the story. 

It was time after the story for Pouey to blow her big candles on her cake. I decided to go for a buying a cheap $2 barbie doll from Reject Shop, took off the tacky clothes (ha!) got the glue gun out and left over ribbon & strings and played fashion designer. It was fun.

After the birthday song was sung, Pouey got straight into saying her own "hip hip!" to which everyone replied "hooray!" and I thought that was quite cute, as it revealed a little of her eager personality.

And finally the Princess had run enough of a 'royal mok' and after trails of crumbs of food were had in their dresses and about, each guest said their royal goodbyes - little thank yous from Pouey were given. Because we know how mums love lolly bags for their children to take home right after a birthday celebration of treats & sweets.

Everyone had retreated to their royal abodes, and left within the Walshe abode were two exhausted princesses with one pooped prince. Not to mention the queen mother who was ready for some quiet time. Perhaps the perfect depiction of depleated energy levels can me summated through these 'before & after' shots. And of course noting time in between these were taken - was had a lot of fun.

BEFORE

Beginning of playdate...

AFTER

A few hours after some royal fun...

And so, it was to be realised that our eldest babe had turned an 'I'm-a-big-girl-now' four years of age. Where time had gone from the first time I had since become a mother, was unknown, yet unworried for, for present happiness couldn't compare to any of the past.