And here we are again, all eight of us this time, fishing in the poring rain.
Well... most of us any way. Lemon and Mariska can't seem to stay concentrated today. I guess they're celebrating their eternally faithful reputation. The kids stay with me, even after the couple leaves for home... and possibly some more love making.
When the weather gets even worse, we follow them home. I don't like fishing in the rain... and Arthur and Ben are scared of the thunder. Citrus keeps trying to tell them it's the lightning that's dangerous, but they flinch with every thunder-strike.
We walked in on this...
Once they both cooled down a bit, it was time to start the party. It was going to be just the family this time... and Mary, of course. We couldn't leave her out of it, because Citrus was one of the guests of honour this time. His was actually the first birthday we celebrated.
Very bright choices, again, tempered with Mariska's idea of addding white. Of course, she hasn't done the same herself and is still wearing mostly black.
Next up... is Mary Little, Citrus' lady friend, because... we can hardly keep those two separated by age, can we? Mariska eagerly presents her with a chance to dress the way she really wants...
Third up... Arthur. I can't believe Mariska's oldest son will be a teenager already... This must be doubly hard on her and Lemon.
And now... for the most horrid event of the day...
That... really hurt! And what's up with that look? I don't do gray. Time to change. Tomorrow Mariska will have to start on my painting and sculpture... so I can get out of this sack of bones already! The result after my own make-over:
Way to go, Citrus! Right after my cake, the boy took Mary into the kitchen, asked her to stay over... and then... he proposed. Both have been waiting for this day ever since that very first prom of his, so it wasn't much of a surprise when she instantly accepted.
I think... we're going to have ourselves another party tomorrow, but of a different kind! Of course, I took the liberty to give the newly engaged couple their very own double bedroom, though I suspect they'll be moving out soon... I'm sure going to miss the little twerp around. Even though he's booby trapped the entire house.