The last day...

...of being eight. Taken on our wee walk after Church. Let's the Weim stretch his legs and the wee cousin have forty winks after a busy morning at Sunday School.

His Daddy came up just after lunch and all the boys except that wee lad and his lanky big couch potato cousin went to the driving range. The Rooster was looking forward to hitting a few balls with Uncle Paul.

The wee lad was treated to a shopping trip with me and Es. Just a quick walk into town for birthday cake and cards.

Two birthday cakes to be precise...one for this evening and one for tomorrow. A wee birthday eve birthday tea tonight with Uncle Paul and Conor. It was good fun and just right to up the Fangler's excitement even more:-)