end up with a 15 year old son?
Wasn't he just running around in nappies
and smearing stuff with his chubby little hands
the other day?
Apparently maturity does not kick-in at 15 for boys, lol.
In our family the birthday person gets to choose what
we have for dinner - we ended up at
the Green Olive, a family restaurant here.
There was cake.
I almost got a good photo...
Then the photo-bombing started.
As did the silly face pulling.
I'm sure just to try and razz me up, but it didn't
as it was all in good fun,
besides I told them the pics were going here!
I love it when I can still one up them!