A very special day: our darling is TWO!
Don't tell him, but we cheated. We had his birthday a day early, because Daddy is in Timaru doing an audit today, and besides, it's Monday, and what sort of day is that for a birthday, eh?
But Sunday is the perfect day for a birthday boy. He started off with presents, which was a bit of a challenge, because he decided that one was enough, and wouldn't have a bar of the rest. I don't think this is something that he will ever do again, so it was quite charming this time. Here he is with his "weeeeeee ooooooooor weeeeeeeee oooooooooor weeeeeeeee ooooooooor".
And here he's reading BOOKS, which still managed to render him immobile and wordless even when surrounded by trains, fire engines, and dump trucks. Good to see!
Mid morning he had a bit of a do. Lots of friends and lovely kids who were all older than him, but are wonderful to him nevertheless. Thank you all for being so kind to our little man!
He was a bit deer-in-the-headlights when confronted with his cake and birthday song, but held it together and blew out both his candles very efficiently. He then demolished cake and jelly jetplanes even more efficiently.
And then Zac made him a treasure hunt with leftover Smarties, wrapping them in foil and hiding them around the garden. Jack hunted too.
Rimu shaved for the occasion and is still wonderful with little boys, even though his Kenai is not so little any more!
It was a lovely morning and the afternoon started off even better, with the lovely surprise of BUNCE turning up. Things went downhill a little after that, with a fever and a giant spew, and today he's been diagnosed with tonsillitis and dosed up with antibiotics, so it would have been a terrible day for a birthday. Thank goodness we did it early.
But the important thing to record today is just how very dear you are, Seb. How sweet and smily and full of energy (when you're not fevery and spewing, that is). You are learning words so fast, we can't keep up. The sentences are coming thick and fast, three and four and five words all strung together in a gabbly heap. "Iluvoo", that's my favourite. You are smart and strong and special, and as Zac says, "very mature". Iluvoo, angel boy. Happy birthday!
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