It never fails to impress that, while we've had some excellent parties that involved careful planning and extensive preparation, some of our most magical dinners have happened spontaneously. You can't plan on making the kids climb up into an apple tree to eat their dinner at sunset; these things need to happen naturally.
Anna's back yard is a lovely place for an outdoor party.
After dinner, the kids kept each other entertained on the swing while the grown ups finished their wine and the sun sank lower, and for a few hours life felt magical and safe and lovely.
As I type this, Matteas is walking around naked and crying because the gingerbread man tatttoo he wanted got ripped because he didn't know how to put it on and wouldn't let Jack help him, and Jack is being domineering and bossy about how Matteas should have let him help. Also, it's raining which makes me extra pleased that we ate crab and drank wine in the back yard last night. Carpe diem.
1 comment:
I love these pictures. Really looks like a grand time. I adore peonies, children, asparagus and meat :)
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