Josh's big Birthday

So February 8th arrived as it does every year - Josh's Birthday.  This was, however, no average birthday for the Big Daddy. It commenced with hugs and cuddles in bed and card giving, followed by a fry up of eggs, mushrooms and tomatoes on toast consumed in the outdoors with a day that was fine and already becoming quite hot.  So after a scrumptious breakkie, we headed down to the lake's edge for a quick dip. The kids have finally overcome their fear of creepies in the lake and, of course, dismissed Josh's claim that a species of Killer Duck is common in these parts - that was enough to see the humour in their unfounded fears.  A cycle into town around the lake's edge for coffee and slushees went down well until Jem insisted we drive him home for the return leg - not sure how.  He was satisfied with riding on Josh's handle bars whilst Oscar got a sore tush riding on a 12 inch frame.

Prior to class was another quick dip in the lake to cool off, and then preparation for the birthday dinner. Dad was served beer and cashews by underage waiters lakeside. Mood music and a dance performance was included whilst chefs slaved away on a 3-course meal.

Mr Crapallot (aka dad) was handed a personalised menu - food one side and drinks list on the other.  The verdict: service 9, atmosphere 9, company 10, food 8.5. An overall excellent dining experience.

Tomorrow, off to Cooma for the Rodeo.