A Confection Of Pink Perfection

Once there was a little girl who loved pink. She loved pink so much that she couldn't stop herself from cutting pink pictures out of magazines. She cut them out and she stuck them in a book of her own design and called it Think Pink and that was good. (There was one thing, though. She had the face of a little, brunette angel; but she liked to talk in really quite a gruff voice, so that when she said pink, it sounded a lot like punk. But her Mum thought that was just fine, because then they could both love The Ramones. So that was good, too.)

Now, this little girl was about to turn 3; and she knew that becoming 3 meant that she might have a party. She knew about parties. She had even been to a few; the most memorable of which was probably her big brother's trip-to-the-museum party. That had been a bit wild and free and, well, loud, really. And if your parents needed a lie-down in a darkened room when they came home, then where was the fun in that? Besides, she was waiting to start Nursery school so could make lots of friends of her very own. Then a party would seem like a plan. For now she wanted something quiet and Small One-ish.

So she turned to her favourite ally in smallness: The Best Auntie In The World and Best Auntie said she had just the idea. Which was right. She brought The Small One a perfectly pink party packed in a panier (okay, basket). Pink drink, pink balloons, pink cupcakes. A confection of pink perfection. So that being 3 was Very Good Indeed.

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