My baby girl, who was queen for the day yesterday, has spent the morning responding to a gazillion Facebook birthday messages and must now get back to reality and study for exams.
I think she enjoyed her birthday weekend.
It began on Saturday night with a fairly civilised gathering of friends here - all gone by 1am.
Present opening on Sunday morning was followed by the traditional birthday breakfast of Macca's hotcakes.
After some pondering, Z, C, and I decided to go to the city for lunch and birthday shopping.
Z's choice: Oreo Cheesecake.
She has already made a point of mentioning that she is now in her EIGHTEENTH year - as if I needed reminding - and that she can't wait for her next birthday! It will come all too soon for me.