In answer to the question "Will There Be A Second Annual Rory Chesworth Birthday Plunge Into The Sea?" the answer is a resounding NO! My testicles still haven't recovered from last year's swim, I'm not putting them through that horror again.
Mathew gave me a birthday card last night that he had made at playgroup. He was supposed to give it to me on Friday, but was too excited to wait. It has a lovely drawing on it that is apparently a picture of a barn owl but looks remarkably similar to our fridge. I love my son to bits, but he ain't a 4-year-old Manet, by any stretch of the imagination. But, as any parent worth their salt will tell you, it doesn't matter a jot what the card looks like, the sheer fact that they made it for you is worth a thousand priceless paintings and fills your heart with joy.
A sobering thought - next year, on my birthday, Mathew will be at Primary School!
RC 19-1-23
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