13 days and counting……
That is how long I have left to prepare for the boys’ birthday.
Can you believe that the little so and so is going to be one already!? Yes, one.
It’s unbelievable to think how quickly the past year has gone and disappeared. I can actually still remember the night he was born and the events preceding, which is astonishing in itself when you take into account how useless my memory is, as if it were only a few weeks ago.
I know it’s all down here from here, but I think we were extremely lucky, yet again, to get such a happy and contented child. We haven’t really had any problems with him as yet (knock on all wood please) but he still seems a happy chappy. Must be in the genes….
The daughter was a contented child, until she learnt to talk and think for herself, now every day is full of back chat and the use of the word ‘no’. That doesn’t particularly go down well…
Anyway, the birthday is fast approaching. The gifts are being organised by the wife, but I’ve been trying to maybe make my own decorations for the front room. Only problem is, albeit I’m not completely creative when it comes to making things, what the hell does a one year old like?? I mean, he watches the tv with his sister of a morning when daddy is still waking up, but I couldn’t tell you his favourite. He watches everything. Does that mean I have artistic freedom in creating decorations? I can mix Fireman Sam with Bubble Guppies? Octonauts with Granny Murray? Tikkabilla with Postman Pat?
I suppose that would make it easier. Bit odd mind.
Luckily I believe that it will only be the family attending the house so it won’t matter too much, but still.
Oh yeah, forgot to mention, I reckon by the time we get to his first birthday, he should be walking. He’s pretty much nailed the standing alone unaided bit, and he’s getting pretty quick at walking short distances. Obviously when he’s tired, he spends more time on the floor than anywhere else, but he’s getting there!!
That’s my boy.