Castles and Cake

Bouncy castles and cake! What fun!

There was just a couple moments, both of which Lily handled with style! On arrival we find a birthday party in full swing, it's not a big place, so there was nowhere to sit. We waited for about 15 minutes before a temporary table was set up for us. Lily found this tricky, and at one point she was sitting on the floor shouting and rocking, to many unimpressed looks from other parents and Mummy chanting in her head "c'mon table, c'mon table, c'mon table!". Gosh knows what we would have done had it not been for a wonderful staff member who came to the rescue and put out an extra table just for us.
Lily soon calmed down and even ate something before giving in to the call of the bouncy castles.

About an hour in Lily came crying to Granny, a girl had pulled her sticker off, screwed it up and told her she had to go home and was never allowed back. Gosh knows what prompted such a scene, especially as from what I could see, Lily wasn't interacting with anyone, she was just doing her usual thing of going from one castle to the next, then out on the bikes. Twirling and dancing, talking to herself, generally just enjoying her own little world. Who knows though, perhaps she decided for a moment to attempt to be social, and perhaps there was a miscommunication, Lily can be hard to understand. Perhaps she was even a little bossy. 
Granny took one look at Mummy's reaction to her lass suddenly in tears, holding a screwed up name sticker, and decided to take over. Mummy was cross, and Granny decided peace-keeping was the way to go. Granny gently unscrambled the sticker and placed it back on Lily's jumper, wiped her tears away and reassured her that the other child is not the boss of her. Find someone else to play with if they're just going to be mean. A cuddle and a kiss later and Lily was back to her ritual. Bouncy castle, other bouncy castle, bikes. Brother. Slide. Bouncy castle....
 A little later I heard her say "No. I not pfay wiv yew. Yew is mean." and she happily continued her game alone. Once again safe in her own world where bullies cannot reach.
Mummy needs to eat some humble pie and not overreact every time someone isn't nice to Lily. She handled it like a pro.

She even spent some time playing with her little brother, a sight to behold. I wonder when she gets older if she'll remember times like these. If she'll remember reading stories to him, wrestling him on a giant beanbag, giving him endless cuddles.

Home, and Minecraft. All is well in Lily's world.