Ray of sunshine

My littlest nephew Rayman was three today. He came for lunch.

He has always been big for his age but when things get tough he likes to say that he's a baby. He only ever looked like a baby briefly because he was so big when he was born.

There is something about him though which is very soft and gentle and quite baby-like.

He's cherub-esque.

Although back-breakingly heavy he is one of those children you just have to pick up and kiss.

His last night being two was spent squashed into the moses basket he slept in when he was a real baby.

The night he was born I sped across town in the early hours to be with his big brother.

I was caught on camera and fined for exceeding the limit by seven miles an hour. It was money well spent.

Lovely little big baby boy.