My little four year-old lady is more and more so that these days
and so
to celebrate,
commemorate,
we gussied up,
fancied up,
dressed it up
with a few little gals,
plus one gentleboy in suspenders.
We
donned the dresses,
some even the fur.
We laid down some lace,
made sure the flowers were just right.
Crumpets were warmed,
chamomile in cups,
(The caffeine-free selection was double, triple, quadruple checked for this shindig.)
berries served,
the jams were selected.
And then,
we
girls
we fancy girls
brunched our morning away.
With eleven four and under,
the chatter was lively,
the crumbs most definitely galore.
But as tea was sipped,
and OJ slurped,
the manners actually quite impressive.
And when the fancies were brought out,
the smiles grew less and less timid,
the necklaces were strung,
bracelets beaded,
the girlie was in full bloom,
The beautiful so full.
All for my birthday gal
and her girl friends.
Yes,
these lovely
lovely babes,
their mommas made quite proud.
(many thanks to most party pics from dear friend, Aud.)
















































































