Happy Birthday Josh

It was Josh's first birthday on Sunday (May 25th). We had planned a big family gathering at Rodborough common where there is an ice cream factory but unfortunately the Great British weather was against us and it was just too unreliable to be outside and away from anyone's house. We phoned everyone up and told them that the venue had changed to our house. Then we rang Pete's parents and they suggested we held the party at their house which has a bigger living space and kitchen so we rang everyone again to tell them the new venue for the party (fortunately everyone managed to get there as some of our friends wouldn't have ever been to their house). Dad (Pete's) came over to pick me up to take all the food and birthday cake over from our house to theirs. The birthday cake was Winnie the Pooh holding a number 1 which my Mum helped me decorate using fondant icing - having never decorated a cake with fondant icing before, and to make up for not being at the ice cream factory we had bought some the day before so everyone had a bowl of ice cream.
We had 27 people come over including Josh's friends and aunts and uncles, grandparents etc. He had a really good time with lots of presents to open and play with. Lots of noisy, battery operated toys, new PJ's and clothes.
On Saturday to celebrate his (Josh) last day of being months old he was going through the nappy bag whilst we were in the kitchen getting breakfast ready. Hannah came into the living room and came back to tell us Josh had made a mess. I thought he had just got lots of toys out but NO he had got the nappy cream out of the bag, unscrewed the lid and was smothering it all over himself, the carpet, the nappy bag and all over his hands. He looked a sight and couldn't really understand what all the fuss was about when I started cleaning him up. He has also since then managed to get the lid off a bottle of shampoo and spread the contents over the hall floor. I have to say I am struggling with getting to grips with boys, they are just different from girls. Hannah never did any of that kind if thing when she was little. All I can say is Boys, Boys, Boys.