Not me! I'm definitely not getting older or growing up. I have officially stopped getting older. But the strange thing is that my children just keep getting bigger...
I can't believe this tiny sleepy thing that would fit on a sofa cushion
has turned into this six foot sleepy thing who can barely fit on the whole sofa let alone a cushion. I mean when did that happen? It must have been while I wasn't watching.
He suddenly wants labels (Havianas) which I am assured by the surf shopkeeper who advised me that it is the only footwear a Cornwall teenager will wear, he even helped me choose the colour! '15 years old, definitely the bright ones, no question'. And, although I was a little dubious about his pushy selling it turns out he was right!! So for all of you out there with fifteen year olds yellow havianas will make them happy!
He is obsessed with cycling (and would probably have liked an £800 bike for his birthday but never mind) so my sister got him the tour guide. Of course the tour needs no explanation but I've popped a link in just in case!
But the best thing, the very best thing about birthdays in our house are the bowls of sweets, the birthday crown and the birthday throne (which I couldn't get a good photo of, but just imagine scraps of fabric tied to a chair with silvery ribbon VERY late at night!) Even my oldest 18 year old still wants the sweets, the crown and the chair
see! More sweets
and a trip to the zoo! He has always loved the zoo and I suspect he always will. I have just noticed that he has slowed my computer down with a million gazillion photographs, mainly of lemurs and monkeys but also of this rather elegant chap who reminded us all of the spirit of the forest from Princess Mononoke
and we spent a most happy half hour practically peeing our pants laughing at this little macaque who was running around with a plant pot on his head so he could use all his limbs to get away from another cute little macaque who wanted his plant pot. It's the little things!!
Hope you've all had a lovely weekend too