Birthday Boy

So it was Patrick's first birthday yesterday. We kept it very low-key: no clowns, reptiles or jumping castles, just us two plus his Grandma from Canberra and his aunt from Sydney. We went to one of those indoor play centres that has a cafe attatched (except they stopped serving lunch at !! one pm !!)and then after he had had a nap we went for a swim at the pool where I do my laps (the ocean baths have way too much 'yummy' sand and choking-hazard size rocks for Patrick just now). I went to Coles and bought birthday cake and party hats and we had fun singing happy birthday to our little boy for the first time- man is that surreal. He got loads of fun presents- incluing some Duplo Lego from his auntie E which we have spent most of today morning playing with (P, MrT and me).

I'm preparing a lengthy, wordy post reflecting on the last year that I'm warning you right now contains a load of introspection but some home truths to be posted in the next few days. I can tell you're just hanging out for that, eh.

Oh and Paddy is now officially a toddler- he took his first two steps unaided the day before his birthday. O fraking M fraking G.