Happy fifth birthday to Mikhaela – the Curly Minx for whom this blog is named. Today she isn’t Fluffy the cat, Fluffy the bat or anyone else. But she is Mikhaela and she is five. And tired. And not admitting it.

She’s been good today and yesterday – and good at school too – so she was allowed birthday presents after all. All hail our evil dark mistress that’s what I say!

Here she is cutting daddy’s hair (well he does need a trim)

Excellent use of the play doh pen knife as scissors and wrapping paper as a ”haircutter-cloak”

Here’s uncle Bryon reading a bedtime story to Mikhaela – who has just found out there was only time for half the book as she was already an hour late to go to bed, and had woken up extra-super-early.

Oh how she loves her uncle Bryon – most of the Mikey photos I have are of the pair of them together.