Monday, February 27, 2012


Last year, when our little crew of Mothers Group First-Borns turned 10, Astrid, Jenny and I decided to mark the occasion and their fledgling grown-up-ness by taking them out with us for a special dinner. Then, as the months slid past us, we realised that such things really couldn't be organised in a hurry, and that we'd likely need at least a year to find a suitable night and make a booking at a restaurant ... Anyway, last night, we finally marked their 10th -and 11th!- birthdays and took them out, just the 6 of us, no dads, no siblings.


Eleven is a lovely age, and our trio of 11-year-olds were delightful company. They were pleased and excited to be going out with each other and their mums, they were mature about trying new foods (we went to a Jimmy's Greek Tavern, and they ate calamari and saganaki and octopus and gyros lamb - there's no way I could have fed that sort of dangerous food to Cherub, he is on to me and never lets me poison him), their table manners were good, their conversation was fun and funny, and because they are so very mature now, there was no whingeing, bickering, fighting or toy-stealing.  Jen, Astrid and I were very well-behaved too.  We always enjoy each others' company.


We went out on Day 3 of the heatwave, not realising that the restaurant had no air-conditioning, (it actually wasn't too bad except for sweaty knees) so it was decided that although we'd polished off the mixed dessert plate (mmm, baklava!) we still needed a little more, and drove over to Gelobar for some massive icecreams that we ate as the storm rolled in.  Actually, all three of them were defeated by their towering 3-flavour gelati and some Brunswick possums may have been left a little birthday treat. It was a very nice night indeed.

But just to prove they're only halfway to being all growed up yet, here is the funny-face photo they insisted needed to be taken.


You've come a long way, babies ... or have you?


  1. Awww, happy birthday to them all, what a bunch of lovely looking 11ses.

  2. Oh, lovely.

    I can't believe you let Jen get away with wearing purple while you didn't, though.

  3. Kate, I laughed at this because Jen was ever so slightly apologetic about the purple at me when I turned up! Silly! I always approve of people wearing purple. Unfortunately the photo doesn't show Jen's very special purple suede mary-jane shoes, I was very impressed with them!

  4. Double digits definitely calls for a celebration! We hit 11 this yr. too. Teens just around the corner (gulp!) ~*~Lisa

  5. What a lovely occasion! I am somewhat shocked when I read that Climber is 11. Its been five years since we first found each other's blogs and I seem to be stuck in a blog time-warp where he's somewhere around 6-7ish! Where did that time go?

  6. So gorgeous our elevenses babies - if I do say so myself. Seems like the start of a tradition to me. Baklava consumption may be compulsory.

  7. This is so cool! I wasn't sure about joining a mothers group (nor was i sure about becoming a mother!) but i have met some really lovely ladies. I hope that in 10 or 11 years we will be in touch as can have a fun grown up dinner just like this one. Aw hooray for lovely friendships that last the test of time.

  8. Great idea, and such great photos! The kids look so grown up.

  9. Doesn't time fly? Love the before and after pics!


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