That's my boy.

It was my birthday this morning, well it's my birthday all day I guess but you know what I mean. The children came into bed to give home made cards and presents. It was lovely, but it was also a work/school day so not much 'hanging around' involved.

We have a tradition that there are chocolate croissants for breakfast on someones birthday. The children can pack away several. One makes me feel a little queasy so early in the morning, 11am is a good time, with a nice bowl of coffee to dip them in!

So the usual round of rushing and brushing took place. I couldn't resist a quick look at my blog before work. However as I was just reading some comments there was a howl from Small Sprog upstairs.
"Muuuuumm!"
What now?
"Yes"
"Tall Girls got me wet" He whines
"No I didn't" She shouts downstairs.
She will deny anything, they both will, and I'm never sure who was the culprit on many occasions!
"Look!" I shout back"It's my birthday and I don't want to hear you two arguing!"
However I look up the stairs to see Small Sprog drenched. His top is wet through and he looks sorry.
"Don't worry" I sooth " Just go and put another one on!"

The last rush for the front door arrives. We all scoot out and push bags and jackets into the car. Half way down the road I remember the wet top. I look over my shoulder. He seems to have the same one on.
"Did you change your top?"
"Yes" He nods
"What did you do with the wet one?" I ask suspiciously
"I hung it on the floor to dry" He says sweetly!!
Of course, he's right, where else would you put it?!

These are for you.

Go on, have one, you know you want to.

Just one little one.

It is my birthday.

And besides, if you don't have one, someone else will come along and eat the lot!

This was my first cyber bouquet!

Thank you BS5