Will’s birthday

He’s a big 12, a completely different child from this time last year- much taller, completely bought into the teenage silence, impatience with parental conversation and dedication to living in his bedroom. Altogether not a little boy any more.

Which made today just smashing, he is very happy here with his bike, a funny boat trip, his stack of pancakes and a fabulous couple of hours on the water slides and rapids. Some of the slides were actually terrifying, after the screaming stopped we were both grinning a lot.

Completely exhausting though. We went out with my mum for her first ever bike ride then collapsed a little. I read my sewing magazine, it appears to rapidly progress to complex witchcraft including no pattern dresses.

Then we woke Will up, not very well, he ate his dinner in some kind of daze and has since returned to bed, somewhat broken by all the fun and games.

Happy birthday best boy xxx