The day cyclone Marcia decided to hit the North QLD coast, Magdalene turned 2.
I had a night planned to have family over for dinner but we cancelled at the last minute as the rain pelted down and news reports suggested the worst of the rain and wind was going to hit Brisbane that Friday night.
Not to be perturbed by the weather outside, Esther, Magdalene and I went about baking a cake. I went against Pinterest and got Magdalene and Esther to decorate the cake.
Magdalene loves dinosaurs and so we purchased the cake icing toppers from Coles the night before. We should have put the sprinkles on first and then the dinosaurs but Esther insisted that the dinosaurs had to go on first so they could experience a ‘sprinkle party’.
Magdalene does not walk in her sister’s shadow. She placed the dinosaurs carefully on the cake while Esther shook the sprinkles.
It’s fascinating to see Magdalene’s personality unfold and how she is quite different in the way she approaches life compared to her older sister.
Once the cake was baked, my mum drove through the rain to pick up my grandparents and we had an early lunch with hot potato gems, sausage rolls and chicken nuggets. Comfort rain food.
As for presents, I got Jacob to do a mad dash to the shops the day before Magdalene’s Birthday to get something because when I looked into my present bag, all the presents weren’t really age appropriate. We ended up getting her a Fireman Sam Truck, a Mister Maker DVD and Lola from the Charlie and Lola TV series. We’re big fans of ABC 4 Kids in this household.
We also put up a pink pavilion for the girls to play in while it rained outside.
The house looked like a cyclone had hit it inside as the girls emptied nearly every toy box in the house. I also had washing hanging everywhere to dry indoors, the cons of not having a dryer.
I remember when I found out I was pregnant with Phoebe, I looked forward to when Magdalene was 2 because I somehow thought that this was the point where I would cope better with being a mum to three children with two close in age. The reality is I have coped much better than I thought.
The terrible twos and threes are on my doorstep. The hardest part is she is so adorable when she misbehaves and when I scold her, she rolls her eyes. I don’t know where she learned that from.
I scroll through pictures from when Magdalene was born to now and it’s amazing how much life you can pack into two years. Bring on the subsequent years I say.
Have you experienced the terrible twos or threes? Made an unpinterest worthy cake recently?