A quick recap of “Celebration: Year 6″.

Riding new bike from Mama and Daddy…

Major kudos to the Papa on this one, for swooping in and saving the day, when all of the Mama’s big crafting plans went kurplunk….

Presiding over his castle party as queen…

The menu was entirely planned by the Queen, of course. Though his head cook did threaten to quit, when individual twice baked potatoes for every guest in attendance was requested. His Majesty, acting fair and true, as protector of all his servants, submitted to roasted potatoes instead (as well as, roasted vegetables, baked macaroni and cheese, curry roasted chickpeas, and a large selection of interesting olives…the cook was plenty busy, all the same). His majesty remained largely unconvinced of the attributes of a primarily green dish…until the morning of the banquet when he announced his over-whelming desire for baby bokchoy. Which to the best of the cook’s knowledge, was not readily availible within walking distance of the castle and so, without green, they welcomed their guests.

The dessert course (highly important I’m told) featured a triple layer, gluten-free carrot cake, with cream cheese icing and fresh violets on top. Also, strawberries with home-made maple whipped cream, and ice cream from a favored local dairy farm, that had pleased the queen in the past.

Gifts prepared for His Majesty, were plentiful and well-thought out. Including, three of the home-made variety, thus saving a crafty mama in despair from the horrors of a completely mass-produced birthday. Some serious fodder for the dress-ups trunk (see the fresh flower scepter and matching arm bands above, as well as the star covered cloak. Also, the hand-dyed purple play silk in the second photo, arrived earlier in the week, direct from Canada, via his penpal. sweet.). And while all of my pics of the other bit of hand-made goodness turned out blurry, it’s lovely, and you’ll just have to take my word for it. It pays to befriend people who went to school for costume design. Trust me.

Capes, pine cone scepters, and the like aside, there were some fabulous art supplies, including, a very well loved set of window crayons…

Which also serves as a two word explanation for why I can no longer see outside….

squinting,
“Can you tell if it’s still raining out??”,

*shrugs*

“window crayons”