Patrick returned home again last Friday, and after a couple of days in bed fighting what he calls the Hong Kong flu, he is up and about again, but still a bit under the weather.

We didn't have a fattened calf to cook, so we baked instead. We do so love our baked goodies in this house. Maybe it's even a little Bree-esque at times. Whisking, muttering "How am I going to bake my way out of this one!"

Luckily it was Margie's official birthday on the weekend, so this bake-fest could be put to a constructive use. We allowed the unofficial birthday to pass a few weeks ago. I'm pretty sure that's the way the Queen does it, so if it's good enough for her ...

Little Margie enjoyed her day with her brother and sister, some friends and cousins. She trottted off in her green dress today in honour of St Patrick, with some cakes for her friends to enjoy at kindy. She's such a cute little mite.

A busy week ahead, then, aren't they all.

Corinna, Ella, Evie thanks, see below!

Bella and Margie love dressing as princesses. A pic of them taken this weekend in their gowns (but minus the tiaras).