Feb
8
2010
Wordless Weekend..ish
Saturday…I helped my lovely friend Katherine relaunch her deli business at a local farmers market and it looked like this…
Sunday…Diggy’s 3rd birthday…I made a birthday cake, the first one I’ve ever made (and one of my 39 before 40 tasks)…it turned out better than I dared hope and tasted pretty good (faints in amazement)
And then we had a little teaparty for him with a couple of friends. They played, they jumped, they danced, they ate, they ate, they ate, they ate, and then they passed the parcel wearing a variety of hats:
Digby. Diggy. Diggs. Diggydo. Diggers. Diggery. Diggerygo. MrGrumpy. MrWonderful…
Three years old and how time has flown/dragged since you rocked up. You are so willful, feisty, grumpy, delightful, charming, hilarious in equal measures. ‘Good value’, that’s what we say about you….no half measures…all or nothing…a whirlwind, a hurricane….our little miracle baby.
We are so glad you came along, with your white blonde “springs” (curls) and eyes as blue as the sky. We love your lisp, your earnestness, your huge enthusiasm for life and your total and utter lack of any kind “sense of consequence” (as Batman used to say).
You charm us with your unwavering love for your girlfriend Clara, the way you worship your brother and your insistence on “not LOADS of kithess….jutht only one” You know your mind and you have done from the second you were born. Long may it continue.
Happy Birthday Baby Boy xx
