My little boy’s 8th birthday today. Jesus. 8 years, where do they go. I know that for my generation we had him young (I was 24 at the time) but I wouldn’t swap the experience for anything… And anyway he’ll be legally out of the house when I’m 42 🙂

He made (with a little help from his sister and their mum) his own birthday cake and yes, it is the tastiest thing ever…

Madeira cake, chocolate icing, oreos, fingers, dolly mixtures, hundeds and thousands, smarties, buttons… One slice and the next thing I saw was the ceiling…

R