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a birthday party for Lena
For the invitations (and later for the pennant banners around the house), I used some fabric I purchased at Purl Soho in NYC when I was pregnant with Lena. I wanted to make her something special, and finally I had just the right occasion. I also used fabric from the dress my mom and I sewed for Lena and which, of course, she wore for the party.
Here’s my pride and joy: the lamb cake. My mom had a lamb-shaped cake tin and made us cakes like this for years and years when we were growing up. I asked her if I could use it for Lena’s birthday, and she got me one of my own! I see many lamb-shaped birthday cakes in the future.
At 1pm, the guests began to arrive! We kept it small with just a few children around Lena’s age from families that have become very dear to us over the last few months.
We catch our baby randomly looking through her books, a sweet habit that we love. (We’ll teach her to read them the right way up one day.)
“Hey Mom, look what I found!” We had a chocolate Easter egg hunt for the kids that were old enough to understand. Meanwhile, Lena finds a hat and decides she loves it (literally) while I clap like I am 12 months old.
Time for cake!
The frosting is the best part!
“Forget the cake, I just need to get this frosting…”
“… soooo good….”
“… ahhhh! I love frosting!”
a birthday party for Lena
For the invitations (and later for the pennant banners around the house), I used some fabric I purchased at Purl Soho in NYC when I was pregnant with Lena. I wanted to make her something special, and finally I had just the right occasion. I also used fabric from the dress my mom and I sewed for Lena and which, of course, she wore for the party.
Here’s my pride and joy: the lamb cake. My mom had a lamb-shaped cake tin and made us cakes like this for years and years when we were growing up. I asked her if I could use it for Lena’s birthday, and she got me one of my own! I see many lamb-shaped birthday cakes in the future.
At 1pm, the guests began to arrive! We kept it small with just a few children around Lena’s age from families that have become very dear to us over the last few months.
We catch our baby randomly looking through her books, a sweet habit that we love. (We’ll teach her to read them the right way up one day.)
“Hey Mom, look what I found!” We had a chocolate Easter egg hunt for the kids that were old enough to understand. Meanwhile, Lena finds a hat and decides she loves it (literally) while I clap like I am 12 months old.
Time for cake!
The frosting is the best part!
“Forget the cake, I just need to get this frosting…”
“… soooo good….”
“… ahhhh! I love frosting!”
Malta {Part 2 of 2}
First thing in the morning, we set off for the Blue Grotto on the western side of the island. Pretty little skiffs tugged at their moorings as salty Maltese boatmen caught up on last night’s gossip before beginning another day.
By this point it was high time for lunch, and we were starving. Lonely Planet recommended Ghar Lapsi, a nearby town, which consisted almost entirely of three restaurants and a little stretch of rocky beach. Lena got her feet wet for the first time in Malta. She loved it!
Meeting a hermit crab:
At this point, with our departure time approaching, we chose to spend the last few hours in Malta on one of the recommended beaches. Although chilly in April, it was a peaceful way to leave the island. We watched teenagers kicking a soccer ball around and listened to them speak in their strangely clipped English, the language of upperclass Maltese. We finished off the wine from lunch, read a few lines of our books, watched the sun dip into the sea, and kept an eye on our little explorer, Lena.
And then at last to the airport and then home, where we finally slipped little Lena into bed around 11pm. Malta was, like I said, a short and sweet trip for us, but a beautiful one (especially this time of year!) and we’d recommend it to anyone. If you’re coming our way to Sicily, we can suggest an inexpensive flight or ferry ride and you’ll be on your way to Malta for the weekend!









