Jumpy

First up I headed over to Taringa to talk to the dressmaker about our bridesmaid's dresses with Mel (the bride) and Sonia (the other bridesmaid). Mum was my taxi driver. Cause Adrian took the kids to a party . . . .

For Mr Riley! He turned three on Wednesday, but we all visited today to help him celebrate. It was a lovely day, Kerry and Damo did a great job. Thanks for having us!
Kerry made his '3' cake as a little race track with cool cars. The cars were *not* edible, but Zali tried anyway.
Here is the happy little family, they are cute.
Guess what? They had a little jumping castle! The kids absolutely loved it. Round and round and jump and jump and round and bang and crash and push and tackles. Trying to get a nice photo of four three year olds? Have a go at that Mission: Impossible, Mr Bond! From left: Oscar, Quinn, Riley and Caleb.

The jumping castle had jumpy on one side, and a slide on the other. Weeeeeeeeeeeee.
We played games. And ate chocolate frogs! Caleb was lucky and scored the first unwrapping and scored a frog . . . which he kindly handed over to his little sister. Awww, how sweet! He must have known what was happening and waited till his turn came around again and scored a Furry Friend!
When going home we were given a little take home box full of goodies. See . . .

(oh, can you also see a little thief coming in to grab a box while I busy taking the shot?)

Right now I am sitting here drinking a hot cup of coffee and eating chocolate frogs. Noice. They go together. Like Steak and Diane, or mince and spaghetti, or Fred and Ginger.

Anyway, after the party this morning, we came home and had a small lunch of vegemite sandwiches and banana. And slept. Caleb, Zali and I had a *big* sleep. It was Grrrrreat!

Have run out of coffee and run out of chocolate frogs. Must be off then, need to play with some scrapping and try and have an early night. Sunday morning means markets and early out of bed! Good night.