My baby turned 5 this past week.

It is sad, and quite hard to believe that this much time has past since I had my last little baby. Here she is 5 years ago, holding Daddy's hands.

I'm sure it is joyful and happy and all those things, but I am still sad that my baby is growing up. I must admit, it is nice to be past nappys, dummies (pacifiers), strollers, high chairs and the list goes on and on (and on).
So we had a small party at home with a couple of her friends and the cousins.
Daughter #1 has dressed herself up in her fathers clothes and performed as a clown at the past few family birthday parties that we have been invited to. She is SUCH a show off. Loves to perform, and make everyone laugh. And look fabulous doing it. (This is the same girl that does the ballet - who could tell in this outfit?). At the other parties, she has prepared the clown games and entertainment very well, and has always asked me ahead of time to paint her face accordingly. So, for Lucy's party, I decided to buy daughter #1 her own REAL clown outfit complete with wig and honking nose.

She was unbelievably excited and now wants to go to clown school. I'm thinking that in a few years being a part-time clown at kids birthdays might be better than working the fries at McDonalds! Not that that's a bad thing, but I know from experience, it's a hard gig!
So, prior to clown entertainment, there was face painting, done by yours truly on the little guests. Aren't these two girls gorgeous!


Then it was time for some races in the unfortunately un-mowed backyard.
The first one was the egg & spoon race, with little potatoes used instead of eggs - less messy!! (idea is to run, holding potato on spoon and not let it fall off). The clown got involved with all the little kids, and Lucy's Grandmother is there in the back - I'm even in this one - off to the far left pulling a weird face...

and after the egg & spoon, there was the three legged race,


complete with crashes.

Then the clown did some entertaining (some dancing and being silly in general), and even made the kids little balloon dogs! I didn't know she knew how to twist and twist and make a dog!


Lucy decides she doesn't want a clown at the party anymore and has a "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to" moment...

and the clown, a little sad, momentarily passes the wig over to middle sister.

Before long, Lucy puts on a 'Hannah Montana' wig that was a present from her Grandma, and forgives the clown for being centre of attention, and they jam together for the crowd.

Hannah Montana cuts the cake with a very scary and too huge knife, samples the cake with her finger and it's all over....til next year.

Happy Birthday, Lucy!