Little men

My nephew is actually Indiana Jones. Here he rides his bike through The actual Temple of Doom.

It's great to hang out with a real hero.

Little boys are magic. They have such pure belief in themselves.

Orlando says that when he is thirteen he's not going to go out all the time, he's going to stay in and give me lots of kisses and cuddles.

That's if the queue of girls waiting to be kissed and cuddled by him aren't hammering down the door.

Did a bit of catching up last night with my eldest son, we watched Concrete Circus on catch up. It was pretty awesome.