Birthday boy

Birthday boy. And lord of all he sees.

I wish I had his energy. An hour of manic running around the soft play. He was, it seemed, the leader. It was his birthday afterall. His friends chasing after him, up three padded floors in a scramble. Down in in slide. And repeat until sweaty. A whirlwind of fun.

Home for present opening, bath and bed... Then a chip super and a bottle of red (not for him :o)

Fastest, funnest four years... so far.