Monday 5 May was Kate’s birthday. It was also the day that Dean chopped part of his finger off with the axe chopping kindling. Dramatic doesn’t even begin to describe our household at times.
On the upside, I had to stay home and look after the kids as Dean had his arm in a sling for the first 48 hours. After a day of playing, kindy and a family dinner, complete with coca cola cake, Kate announced that her day had been “fantastic” and she “loved being four”. Can’t get much better than that!
I wonder when we stop being enthusiastic about our age at birthdays?
