Another month, another oddly-winter birthday. We have discovered that this year Aidan's birthday week and Naomi's birthday week were pretty terrible for the grown ups. So, here, at the end of a seriously awful week (workwise), we have had another sweet finish. Points to those who guess what Naomi got for her birthday this year. And here's Aidan enjoying one of his birthday presents (newly received in the international post). He is one happy reader.
This evening, though, was a joy. After a crystalline day of sun and blue skys and near-summer temperatures, we had birthday dinner with Naomi's friend J and then a celebratory birthday dessert--this year Naomi wanted pound cake with chocolate fondue. We laughed and ate and listened to Naomi's phone chime with text after text--the sound that heralds the arrival of her teenage years (the only reason 11 isn't teenager is a weird quirk of English). Oh boy...
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