"No like!"

Yeah, roigh.
You may have discovered that expression last week, but there is one thing that I know for sure you like love: a good old bash at the big paper lamp shade.
I know you will have it destroyed before the year is out.

A big big happy birthday to you little Finnzy-Bob "Cheesy Head" Ruben Raheny!
You've changed so much since last year. And even more since the year before (cue click on the year ago thumbnail - cue click on the year before that thumbnail - could not be arsed to link)

The government of the Free State of Ireland* may have a grudge against the third child, but Mrs Raheny and I surely don't. We love you just as much as your brother and sister. You are our little Finn(-zy Bob), you are our last little baby** and we know only too well that we have to cherish these moments.

We will, on this occasion only so make the most of it, get you the disgusting Thomas the Tank Engine cake from Tesco, the one that tastes like shite but that we know you'll love. Especially with a few sparklers thrown in, I have saved a few.

We love you little lad.


* Terms and conditions apply. Subject to full repayment of loan. Interest rates may rise or fall
** fingers and testicles crossed