Sometimes when we’re not looking, Monty takes his flying cot to India to ride on an elephant or a deer. Occasionally he and Milla fly to the arctic to slide with the penguins. Luckily for us he always flies home when he’s done. This week he took some time off from his adventuring to celebrate. There was a lot of excitement from Milla in the days leading up to his birthday, gifts were chosen, portraits were drawn and love letters ‘written’. Mr Kat and I had a couple of late nights stitching a little something for him to enjoy with his sister.

There were gifts, cards and cake. There was a trip to the beach and a to visit the turtles.

He even blew out his own candle. I wonder what he wished for?

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We knew this day was coming and yet it snuck up on us so quickly. We set out in plenty of time and made our way through the rain. We stood in line alongside fellow parents making awkward eye contact. We went inside and she looked up at me and said: “Bubye Mama!” So we were a ‘we’ no longer, I left her and walked home with Monty. Waited for a phone call to tell me she needed me which never came. Monty and I went to collect her after three hours and she bounded up to him squealing his name. It could be my imagination but I am sure she was walking more boldly.

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