I kinda want to be Mem Fox when I grow up.
She is one of my picture book heroes.
When My Little Ladybird showed an intense interest in Mem’s book,
“Where is the Green Sheep?” it was a pretty proud Mum moment.
#tigermum

So when planning her 2nd First Birthday celebration, she pretty much chose the theme herself.
I hear you cry, “Why 2 birthday celebrations?!”
Because we are over-indulging, Gen Y parents.
Just joking.
We had to accommodate a gallivanting grandma who was overseas for the first planned celebration.
And you know I don’t need an excuse to over-celebrate. You can see the 1st celebration here.

You know when you manage to find sheep washi tape, that it was meant to be.

The day before, we unleashed a cupcake bakenado in the kitchen.
I think I baked too many cupcakes.
We have pretty much been living off them since last weekend.
Because cupcakes make up a part of a balanced diet, right?

Before an event, I always get paranoid that there will NOT BE ENOUGH FOOD.
Post-event, I’m always left with oodles of left-overs.
Anyone out there have some tried-and-true catering tips to prevent excess?

Note to self: make the kids eat all the jelly straightaway.
Otherwise you are left with blue cordial. Ahhhh- the challenges of a park party.

Just to prove that I don’t only serve sweet treats at parties, here are some pics of the savouries.
But let’s be honest- the savoury stuff just never photographs as nicely.
(Can you tell that I was the kid that could not be dragged away from the sweets table at parties?
Oh, let’s face it- I’m still that kid.)

I’d love to take credit for these cupcakes of awesome.
But I won’t.
They were baked by an amazing friend who clearly has the patience of a saint.
All. Those. Marshmallows.

When My Man expressed the desire to mould a green sheep out of playdough, who was I to argue?
His commitment to the cause was commendable.
The cake was a variation of this one from Raspberri Cupcakes.
I added Milo to the icing, and green food colouring (obviously.)

What was your favourite picture book as a kid?

If I was to meet you as a kid at a birthday party, would I find you scoffing everything at the sweet table, or playing cool by the savoury table?