Happy Birthday to the twinkle in my eye...

Who turned all of a seven years on the 21st of this month? Whatever happened to the mewling parcel of flesh sent on earth to keep me awake every single night for an entire year.

Here’s my handsome boy and his handsome father. And me. Cutting the cake.

A part of me is sad that my baby is now a bigchildren and only needs me occasionally. This also means that I can get a lot more reading done now, so am not really complaining.

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