it’s official – my Little Man is 13
I was stuck for what to get him for his birthday until Husband suggested a ‘computer’ for his bike…
He couldn’t wait to try it out – mainly to see how fast he could go riding down the slope of our street…
Which was 41.2 kilometres per hour. Which he was determined to break. Which he did.
We cut the cake after dinner – chocolate zucchini cake, with chocolate icing and M&M’s… delicately (read: they were thrown in the general direction of the cake and his mouth) decorated by the birthday boy himself.
So he’s officially 13. Officially an annoying teenage boy…. wouldn’t have it any other way.
