Off to a local fete for aimless wandering and togetherness.
Look Mum, a 'C' for children!
A sneeze, frozen in time.
Keith rises above his swine flu to put on a happy face, a funny hat and a yummy bacon-and-egg-roll birthday lunch. 
Hug me, Mummy! 
And cover me with kisses. 
Just before bed, a final lesson for Ted: love hurts. 
And here they are, my best present of all.
I just weed my pants with gorgeousness (bloody pelvic floor!). You look tops too, lady.
ReplyDeleteOh HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY RIDICULOUSLY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I love Ivy's bed head. So cute. I love all the lovin' going on in your nest.
ReplyDeleteJoyeux Anniversaire!!!! love the candle blowing.. Bisous.
ReplyDeleteHave Shelley or I introduced you to the concept of D.O.C.P?
ReplyDeleteIt stands for Dying Of Cute Poisoning. Just thought I'd mention it.
Happy Birthday, you old scrag.
Thanks. I love youse all. 38 good so far - and still exciting secret presnt outing to come on Sat...
ReplyDeleteYah Happy Birthday birthday buddy to my Aunty Rach.
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