Elissa's birthday party finally got a start today, after pox-related delays. There were 10 kids here, doing what preschool kids do. We played pass the parcel, there were cries of "she's not letting me play with her" and we all chugged towards the inevitable cake.
As you can see, this year's request was the ladybird cake.
The candles were duly lit.
And Elissa met her cake.
There was the usual singing (goddammit I wish I could sing Happy Birthday, I sing badly at the best of times, but I sing Happy Birthday horrifically), and then comes the blowing out of the candles.
And she puffed
And she blew those candles out (with a great deal of assistance from most of the gathered guests).
And then, of course, we ritually sacrificed the ladybird.