
Seraphina came bounding into our room, eyes wide and sparkling at 6 am.
She was so exited that it was her birthday, and she was finally 5!

I spent a good hour setting up this peg loom the night before. Fina has tried to use an ordinary loom before and become a little frustrated in the process. I'm hoping this one will be easier for her to manipulate.

She started colouring her animal mandala colouring book straight after unwrapping it.
Sometimes the simplest gifts are the best ones of all :)
Then she started work on building her kaleidoscope kit before snuggling up for a funny story with a Daddy. Daddy is best at reading funny stories.

Then we made our way to a local farm.
The birthday boy or girl always gets to choose breakfast, a birthday trip and dinner.
Fina wanted butterfly cookies and fruit kebabs for breakfast.
Matilda and Boo helped me make the kebabs the evening before.
We used her favourite fruit Strawberries, pinapple and blueberries.
She wanted to go to the farm to see the animals for her day trip and she wanted chicken, potatoes and beans for dinner.
My wholesome, straight forward, no nonsense girl :)


We all wanted to take the goats home. Goats have such personality. Even though they try to eat your sleeves too, along with the handfuls of cereal.

Tilly is like me, she always roots for the littlest one, the weakest one, the oddball :)
She also gets very attached to animals very quickly.

All my girls have a deep affinity with animals.
I love how they talk to the animals like friends and say "goodbye friend! See you later"

Bujana has become quite obsessed with finding nests and eggs. This has only got worse since watching "Fly Away Home" She is desperate to adopt her own "nest". Or find some poor fledgling that needs help.

She begged us for chickens when we were at the farm.
Tani and I are thinking it over.

Nola was fascinated with the chickens, offering them her whole cheese sandwich. One particularly confident bird run off with it in her beck, and soon a whole tribe of chickens were flapping and clucking behind her.


Nola is walking quite confidently now. She just loves the natural world.

Yes this is me chasing one particularly squiggly, slippery birthday girl across the bridge and down the slide.
Thank you Tani dear for the photographic evidence that I am, in fact, still a kid :)

Yesterday I really realised how quickly each of my girls is growing up.

Emmy carrying Nola in the ergo.
Bujana's quiet patience with the animals.
Matilda's growing confidence and sense of responsibility.
Seraphina'se slowly finding the ability to handle her big emotions.
Oh she was so excited and happy to be at the farm. She kept saying thank you for every little thing yesterday.
You now when you feel so grateful, so full, so content you can hardly breath.
That is how I felt yesterday.
I know that I am blessed beyond measure for a great man and some magical girls to spend my time with.
What a wonderful way to spend the day. Happy Birthday to your sweet five year old. I hope she gets her chickens! :)
ReplyDeleteA very happy birthday to Serafina! Five is a lovely age, and your family birthday traditions sound just great. The photo of your husband reading is lovely - I can see the resemblance between him and the girls, especially Nola.
ReplyDeleteDo our girls really have the same birthday? How lovely that the both of us were spending the day pampering and blessing our daughters. Makes me smile.
ReplyDeleteHappy belated birthday to that lovely bundle of good the Father has given you.
(((you)))
beautiful day suzy! we do birthdays exactly the same... breakfast, trip and dinner. we just got chickens a couple of months ago. they are so easy and so amazing. happy birthday to your beauty :)
ReplyDeleteOh, I have missed reading your blog. I'm glad to be back on track and catching up some. I know that feeling, that overwhelming sensation of deep, pervasive gratitude that has you catching your breath and wondering at the marvel of it all. It looks like a most magical birthday. I definitely root for the chickens. I told my husband the other day that I hope to still have chickens when I'm 90! There is nothing more peaceful than watching chickens wander the yard, pecking, scratching and doing their thing. :)
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