style="text-align: center;">This week in the Parisienne Farmhouse Momma is busy getting ready for
 The Littlest One’s birthday.  
How in the world is she going to be One?
We have a family dinner planned.
Wonderful family members will be traveling over 100 miles to join us and I don’t take that lightly.  It means so much to me.  Really, we all know what it takes to clear a weekend, fill the tank and head out in the cold.
As it looks now, here is the plan…
The décor for this “Fête Juliette” will be:
-Pink, pink and more pink
– Darling photo garland… DIY coming
-Tarnished silver coffee pots filled with roses… maybe a few feathers
-Of course, balloons!
The Menu:
Une Amuse Bouche 
Dijon Pork Loin with Gorgonzola Sauce
Potatoes au Gratin
les Haricots Verts 
Honey Wheat Bread
White Cake with Bavarian Creme filling (heart shaped cause, “Momma loves you Hoolie”) 
Honey Lavender Ice Creme
Everything from scratch and organic mais bien sur!
The entertainment will be the little goofball Juliette in a pretty dress and a gushy slide show full of photos of the last 365 days.
‘Should be wonderful!  
Celebrating life with family is such a joy for me.  
They tear me up and I go cry in private every time during the evening but I love celebrating my children’s birthdays.
I have heard of some pretty over the top one year old parties, huge, extravaganzas… that’s not my style but I will have lots of fun digging out lace and crenolins and whatever else I can to make this soirée chic and beautiful.  Not that Hoolie will care but simply because it will be fun for her Momma.
I am really excited about making it lovely and uber-girly with things that I already have – bummer is, I have NOTHING along the lines of pretty dishes.  Can you believe that?  What is up with that?  Somehow this summer I need to find a huge stack of vintage, creamy, crazed dishes with a little gold filagree… the kind most people would over-look that I can use for events like this.  White dishes from Target or Orange Vintage Lustre-wear are just not going to cut it for my little girly-Q.
And, my Uncle who is an INCREDIBLE interior designer (read: when I was growing up he did the fricken’ Governors Mansion on Mackinaw Island)  is coming to my house for the first time.  No pressure.  Kind of makes me want to take a match to my front porch and powder room if you know what I mean.  Have you even had a guest like that?  Where you wanted to put post-it-note disclaimers on something… like my chair with the stuffing coming out of it, like my red, painted bathroom floor that we thought would be a three month quick fix and now it’s three years later…
“Gentle Guest,
I know this bathroom floor looks like s – – -.  Please, don’t judge me too harshly.  We decided to buy groceries instead of new tile.”
Tell me that’s not funny and that you’ve wanted to do the same.
If I am not around for a few days – now you know why!
Good times are right around the corner!
Bonne Semaine Mes Amies!