Birthday Bash

Happy Birthday Milo!  Yesterday was Milo's third birthday, and our family is launched into a new era.

Happy Birthday Milo! One, Two, Three candles for his third birthday (yesterday), and plenty of energy and hot air which which to blow them out!  We had his birthday bash on Saturday with cake etc, hence the candles in the non-cake (cornbread) for his birthday dinner. 

We invited three other families to join us for a beach barbeque at Rapaki beach on the Banks Peninsula, and while we were waiting for them to arrive we were digging around in a little fresh-water seep on the rocky beach.  Despite the overcast day the puddle felt comfortably warm, and it finally dawned on me that it was a thermal spring!  I've always wanted to swim in a natural hot spring!

For Milo’s party we invited three other families to join us for a beach barbeque at Rapaki beach on the Banks Peninsula.  While we were waiting for them to arrive we were digging around in a little fresh-water seep on the rocky beach. Despite the overcast day the puddle felt comfortably warm, and it finally dawned on me that it was a thermal spring! I’ve always wanted to swim in a natural hot spring!

Here our friends Audrey and Noah are enjoying the thermal pools before the tide comes in and swamps them.  We were busy doing birthday prep and the tide was coming in fast so I didn't get to sit in the pools, but I'll be back!

Here our friends Audrey and Noah are enjoying the thermal pools before the tide comes in and swamps them. We were busy doing birthday prep and the tide was coming in fast so I didn’t get to sit in the pools, but I’ll be back!

Plink, Plank, Plunk!  Nothing occupies kids as simply as throwing rocks into water.

Plink, Plank, Plunk! Nothing occupies kids as simply as throwing rocks into water.

I guess dirt cake is an American thing--our English friends had never heard of it.  Its unveiling was greeted with much skepticism from the kids and British acclamations from the adults ("Oh, that's Fab, that's Brilliant!").   All the recipes involve cool whip, which is non-existent in New Zealand.  After two attempts to make it from scratch failed miserably, I'm happy to report that the dirt cake turned out just fine without it.  At least we can purchase Oreos here.

I guess dirt cake is an American thing–our English friends had never heard of it. Its unveiling was greeted with much skepticism from the kids and British acclamations from the adults (“Oh, that’s Fab, that’s Brilliant!”). All the recipes involve cool whip, which is non-existent in New Zealand. After two attempts to make it from scratch failed miserably, I’m happy to report that the dirt cake turned out just fine without it. At least we can still purchase Oreos here.

The kids aren't quite sure about this cake-in-a-bucket thing, but trying to light candles in the wind is amusing enough to hold their attention.

The kids aren’t quite sure about this cake-in-a-bucket thing, but the prospect of dessert was enough to lure them in.  Plus, trying to light candles in the wind is rather amusing.

The excited babbling turned into silent absorption as the cake was doled out.  It was met with approval, after all.

The excited babbling turned into silent absorption as the cake was doled out. It was met with approval, after all.

Milo sure thought it was "Fab!"  Lick those fingers, don't miss a scrap!

Milo sure thought it was “Fab!” Lick those fingers, don’t miss a scrap!

Here we're actually at an outdoor concert the evening of his birthday party, but tackling the girls was what Milo had been doing all day too.  Not that he's partial to girls yet....it's just that among families we're friends with, they're readily available.  It's a predictable pattern: they start with a game of chase, then Milo catches, then the girl screeches, then Milo gets told off.  Poor kid, he's just being a normal puppy, but he needs to learn to pick his subjects better.

Here we’re actually at an outdoor concert the evening of his birthday party, but tackling the girls was what Milo had been doing all day, too. Not that he’s partial to girls yet….it’s just that among families we’re friends with, they’re readily available. It’s a predictable pattern: they start with a game of chase, then Milo catches, then the girl screeches, then Milo gets told off. He tried it with Amelie, Ella, and Audrey, repeatedly.  Poor kid, he’s just being a normal puppy, but he needs to learn to pick his subjects better.

Yup, Naomi is the next chase partner.  Even though she can't really move away yet Milo still tries tackling her, but instead of screeching, she actually smiles!  Hope that attitude lasts!

Yup, Naomi is the next chase partner. Even though she can’t really move away yet Milo still tries tackling her, but instead of screeching, she actually smiles! Hope that attitude lasts!

There's my boy, complete with a cheeky grin and an enormous birthday cookie!  The three-year-old era has begun.

There’s my boy, complete with a cheeky grin and an enormous birthday cookie! The three-year-old era has begun.

Yup, the Three-year-old Era has begun, and we celebrated by committing a couple “parenting whoopsies” right off the bat.

Lesson 1:  Milo hears exceptionally well, despite responding to all our directives with the classic “what??” 
Situation:  Driving in the car, Milo’s wound up to a high pitch, roaring at Naomi to try to get a reaction from her.
Jeremiah:  “Milo, you may not yell in the car.”
Milo: “Nanomi! ROAR!”
Jeremiah:  “Milo, that hurts my ears, stop yelling in the car.”
Milo:  “ROAR!  ROAAAAR!”
Molly, aside to Jeremiah: “Unless you’re willing to stop the car and give him a spanking, you’ve picked a battle you can’t win.”
Milo:  “Battle can’t win!”
Whoops, I guess our days of under-breath comments are over.  Time to practice Spanish.

Lesson 2:  Milo hears exceptionally well, and picks up on attitude too.
Situation:  I let the gas in the car get low enough to trip the reminder light, then didn’t fill up before Jeremiah got in to drive.  First thing he does it stop at a gas station.
Jeremiah, after filling the tank: “Have you ever put 52 liters into the car before?”
Molly: “Yes.”  (actually, I can’t quite remember, but the light came on when I was driving home from work, picking up the kids from their various places of care, and I wasn’t worried about running out before I could get home….and I was feeling just a tad defensive about this line of questioning)
Jeremiah:  “It’s not good for the car to let the gas get that low.”
Molly: “Oh, blah, blah, blah, blah.”  (Translation: I think you’re full of bologna with that line of reasoning, and Click and Clack agree)
Milo, from the back seat:  “blah, blah, blah.”
Whoopsie.

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3 thoughts on “Birthday Bash

  1. Great stuff! Love the party pics and the dirt cake…similar to kitty litter cakes at Halloween 🙂
    Forgot that Milo shares a birthday with our grandsons…they turned 24 on the 2nd.

    Love the banter in the car and the comments from the peanut gallery. Too funny. 🙂 🙂

    We’re expecting 6 – 8 inches of that white stuff tonight. Oh goodie. Maybe if I schedule pool opening summer won’t seem so far away.
    “Doctor” Misha is due in a couple of weeks; she looks great but I’m sure she’s more than ready to welcome Everett’s new sibling!

    Milo is so cute and funny; his eyes just sparkle … Naomi is such a beautiful little girl. Oh the fun you have to look forward to.

    Happy Day 🙂 to all of you.
    Tom and Bonnie

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