1st January 2015
King and I spent the entire day together, just he and I, with no one to answer to, nor take instruction from or even cook for (save for the egg omelet I whipped up for the infant)…all because it was my special birthday day and we had but our good selves to entertain and feed.
While Erroll is away from home this week – on a work trip/sister’s wedding in Sydney – my birthday has quietly come along with the greatest gift of all being attached to my side all day: our one year old. Kingsley, our sensitive little fella, has a heart bigger than his chest can hold. His wish was to just hang out, nap, and play. My birthday wish came true. The proof is is….