Dipping Into The Kid's Pool

Earlier today I went to my nephew (I'm an aunt. My, I'm old!) birthday party. 
I was invited as an individual. I'm kinda not sure what that means. 
But I had no plans for the weekend, therefore I gladly came and try to be the nice aunt.
I couldn't help but feeling out of place. Like dipping into the kid's pool when I'm not supposed to.
But after half an hour I started to enjoy myself and just being a kid!

I wore a retro top and a vintage skirt (it looks vintage, so I assume it is) for the occasion. I love the skirt, it moves as I move. That didn't sound right. But anyway, it's secondhand and I got it from an online store. 
I have a rather acute problem in online shopping. The thrill of ripping those package wrap! I'm as excited as a child on Christmas morning.

I'd like to introduce you to Danson. He is the son of Dan. I know. Dan's son. How smart!
Danson loves attention. Especially from her aunties. And his aunties loves him back.
Danson is not the birthday boy (although he is also my nephew) but he outshined the birthday boy in the most witty and graceful way.

Oh, and Danson loves to be taken picture with his mouth hanging open.

It is rather sad that I didn't get the pictures of the birthday boy. He was tired and agitated and won't stop complaining to his mom because of blinding flashes of his photo call (I was an hour late. Sorry, Raphael!). But I did get the picture of his birthday cake.

I'm having the worst stomach cram (thank God I was fine earlier today) and I'm going to lay in bed hoping I fall asleep (unlikely) and escape the pain.
I'll catch up with all of you lovely bloggers on Monday.
I hope everybody is having a great weekend! 

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