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Last weekend was a big one. As well as the run - hello, big-haired, tomato-faced girl! -there was Emma's birthday party.

There is something about preparing a child's party that has me reaching for the gin bottle. It plays havoc with my normally horizontally-laid-back tendencies: the cake must be home made, Emma must look clean and wear a party dress, the place must be tidy. Even though it's the Switzergent that actually cleans the house, bathes the girl, wears the party dress (eh?) it's still enough to turn me into a nervous wreck.

At least it was a good laugh when it got going. Emma wore vintage 70s pink smocking. There was over-consumption of chocolate cake, followed by the usual sugar-related ADHD - and that was just the adults, chortle! Here we are.

Then on Sunday we had a dedication service for the Glorymouse at our church. The weather was perfect, G was so busy scoffing that she nearly missed her big moment and I made a little speech in very ropey French. Here she is with all her godparents.

After such a flurry of activity, this weekend the Scho family is enjoying a total system shutdown for essential maintenance and repairs.*

*aka watching DH and lounging around in bed