Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you...!
(I really love that photo)
Well, he's eighty-three, and still insists on having a Birthday every year. Wanton extravagance! In all honesty though, Birthdays mean cake, and cake is always welcome... <-- my irrefutable argument as to how Birthdays are -without exception- a Good Thing.
The traditional Present-Opening Ceremony takes place in the pre-school morning;
So many cards... one even has his portrait on it. Such devotion.
New toys (courtesy of Belinda, Honor, Sarah and Michael).
And later on (when I hand finally wrapped it, only to be immediately unwrapped) I give him a -seriously- mini alarm clock. Its flat on its face already.