Birthday Boy

My little lad James is a big four today.

He will be starting school in a couple of weeks. He seems too small-he qualified by just four days, so will be one of the youngest in his class. If he had arrived on his due date then he wouldn’t be going until next September. That would be another twelve months of devoting himself to my distraction.

Like boys the world over, he can be obsessive about the things that he likes. I won’t go into all of the presents that he got, now lying across our toy strewn floor, but let’s just say that he will be exterminating his sisters and reversing my polarity all day.

To paraphrase a fellow Mancunian, he’s not twistin’ my melon man. He’s reversing my polarity.Β 

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