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Liam turned five and we celebrated by climbing some trees


I know I sound a bit like a stuck record but how the hell did my little baby boy turn five. When did this happen and how do I feel about this? Am I happy? Sad, elated. Five years ago, we were in hospital praying that said son will not have brain damage and now he is a real little boy who makes inappropriate comments like "oh mommy I just love your pretty panty".

 
In true Liam style he was an absolute angel on his birthday and he wanted nothing more than some good old KFC pops for supper.  He got a crossbow from his dad and he had an absolute blast with his little friends the following day aerobranching through some trees at the Big Red Barn in Irene.  He was spoilt rotten, and I still don’t know what Sekai will do to find space for all the new toys. 

 
I must admit…if not for the fact that I was wearing my brand new leather boots recently acquired in Dullstroom, I might have actually climbed a tree myself, it looked like a lot of fun.  Watch this space, I might convince Gerhard to join me one of these days. 

 
Back to the growing up bits, before we know it, Liam will be dating some totally unsuitable chick, nobody will ever be good enough for my first born and heaven forbid, telling mommy her panty is pretty will be totally out of kilter.  He will no longer need me to tell him what day of the week it is, and my home made cupcakes will no longer be magic, store bought being better.  He will close the door when getting dressed (all right, that has already started) and he will know everything.  He will be a smelly little boy, and he will no longer cuddle with me in bed in the morning as we await our tea and coffee to miraculously make its way up the stairs. 
 

So Liam, as always, we are so thankful that you are you, that out of the billions of people in the world you chose us as your parents, corny I know but my, you almost died once, so I am allowed to get corny once a year. Please stay sweet, remain caring and concerned about the welfare of others, love us as we all love you.  Happy birthday. 

 

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