Happy Birthday / Jelly & Jabs!

With our sons first Christmas (and our first one as a family) seeming like weeks ago, we were back home and starting to think about his first Birthday party. We decided not to go crazy with presents as he got so many presents at Christmas we still have a cupboard full of them which we will introduce over the next year.

Our flat is slightly on the cosy side, however we sill decided to invite a good number of friends and children to the Birthday tea party. His Nana came down to stay with us for the weekend and his Uncle, Auntie and Great Uncle (it's funny remembering your family with their new 'responsible' titles) were all coming too. We must have had about 20 people here all together so a really good turn out. Nana dressed the house with balloons and made signs to decorate the entrance outside. It has to be said though, the star attraction (aside from the birthday boy) was the birthday cake. A 1.5m long train with our sons photo placed in the driving seat and his name across the back (three carriages of sweeties back that is!!), all hand crafted by two very special friends.

But turning 1 is not all jelly and ice-cream, as a trip to the doctors for his 12 and 13 month booster injections which they now do all at the same time. He was such a brave little man though - I think Papa and I were more nervous but he only whimpered for a second as the nurse injected both his arms and one thigh. Such a good boy and he got two stickers to prove it!

Twas The Blog Before Christmas

Twas the blog before Christmas that never got done,

as the days slipped away with the child we had won.

The tree was aglow with bright sparkling lights,

Our home felt so warm with our boy sleeping tight.

Each night we wrapped gifts for old Santa's sleigh,

That our son would rip open, his first Christmas day!

Time to leave London, to meet Nana and the gang,

We drove home for Christmas as Chris Rea sang.

With the car fully loaded and warm as can be,

We drove through the night (stopping once for a wee)!

Nana was waiting, her home like a Grotto,

"Just look at my Grandson!" her new favourite motto.

Such joy and excitement a new baby brings,

Better than any gift ever brought by three Kings.

New Uncles and Aunties, Nana's and Great Nans,

All cooing and holding his cute tiny hands.

Needles to say he was spoilt like rotten,

A very special Christmas which will not to be forgotten.

He dressed as an Elf and he played with his toys,

Though cardboard boxes he favoured, like all little boys.

With baby asleep in his new dressing gown,

We pointed the Sat-Nav to old London town.

With our Forever Family home now nearly in sight,

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!