I remember this so well from my childhood, how wonderful the celebration of our National Day was. Basically, there were three important days during a year: My birthday, Christmas Eve - and the 17th of May. So even though the pressure leading up to the day is intense, I can so easily identify with her. And this year was special, as it is her first year at school, and thus got to be a part of the parade with the marching band and the whole school and everything.
It all answered to her expectations, as she said: "It was even more fun than I thought!".
The rest of the day was spent eating ice cream, cake, cookies, more ice cream and more cake, and hanging out with family.
Very nice, but it's also ok that it's a year 'till next time. In between, there's my birthday and Christmas Eve, so still loads to look forward to!
Photos above: Two happy and one sceptical Payne + Freja and grandad on the way to check out the gravel.