It has to be said that Isobel is having one of the most epic birthdays -epic in DR Zhivago terms.
I mean I love it when cards (and gifts, especially gifts - whom I kidding) arrive late as it makes my birthday last longer, but I'm not really sure when 'obel's birthday started and it isn't over yet.
Was the beginning when we arrived at Grandma's on Friday and saw Jack-jack and Danel? Or when Grandma and Grandpa gave her a lovely dolls house? We have have been playing 'go wee-wee, washands' and 'teatime, comon dahling sit down' ever since.
Or maybe it was when her cousins arrived.
The 'wow' that greeted the Post Office given to her by my brother Ross and Amanda. In fact she has been well trained, she 'wowed' at the card too. Not sure if the Post Office is realistic, it is only a post office not a Londis too. Also, Isobel thinks the phonebox is actually a phone.
Perhaps, the tea party with family and Miss B and Annabel (quick aside: If Isobel is Miss B's goddaughter and Annabel is mine, does that make them godsisters?)
Maybe it was her actual Birthday on Monday, during which she did start singing 'birthday obel' to herself. Although I must say this was possibly her least exciting day.
Today, Diddi-dance sang happy birthday to her and we decorated party bags for the BIG PARTY that is coming up on Sunday.