You turned two yesterday but we had a party for you on Sunday. Lots of pals came, lots of your little pals came, there were balloons, bubbles and a big blue Cookie Monster cake that was probably like giving you all uncut speed... And you danced. Oh how you danced, visions of waiting outside nightclubs for you flashed in our minds.
You seemed aware that it was some sort of special occasion; repeatedly saying "happy cake" was one hint. When we opened your presents yesterday, which were plentiful and lovely, you spent a half hourtwlling me to "open it" as you handed me gift upon gift.
For us, it has been a very special few days. A year since first setting eyes on you, since becoming a family, since falling head over heels in love with you. On your birthday last year however, we were amongst strangers that knew you better than we did. At that party, all I wanted to do was take you away & have you all to myself. I remember being relieved when you needed a nap so I could steal you away for a while. So this year was extra special as our first as a proper family. Yesterday, Pa took you to wave Granny off on train then to meet me for lunch. It was great seeing you on a work day, a bit of mum time.
So, happy birthday darling Louse, may there be many many more happy cake days.
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