Giving birth to Big Boy was memorable, as Big Boy was born in his amniotic sac and decided to have his first poop before he'd fully exited me. We spent the first night in hospital together, me looking at Big Boy and not wanting to put him down (although I did, I learnt from Top Ender!).
Big Boy's first birthday came all too quickly and I think that someone may have been a little spoiled.
I swear that we blinked and it was Big Boy's second birthday. Do you remember when all his pictures had him surrounded in little curls?
Big Boy's third birthday was memorable for the number of cakes he had and the fact that he insisted that what he wanted was a Tinker Bell cake.
Big Boy's fourth birthday was about picnics and the best wrapping paper in the world (according to Big Boy) as it featured Mario and Luigi!
His Fifth birthday was full of gifts, fun and well kisses.
And his Seventh birthday? Well I have a feeling it is going to be awesome. I just wish that time didn't fly quite so fast.