It was Dad's birthday on the weekend (yeah I know I'm kinda tardy in acknowledging it...) and we had a rip snorter of a barbecue to celebrate. Mummy tells me that although the party was for lunch time, several people (after having little Nanna naps on the floor and couch) didn't leave until after midnight. 
Apparently the 'boys' played cricket in the park, whilst the 'girls' bathed their feet in my new pool (Nellie and I would have really liked to be in on the cricket...hint, hint Daddy). 
And even though it was Dad's birthday, I got presents, courtesy of Unkie Al, the world's rockingest god father.
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