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It’s my oldest boy’s eighth birthday today….
…my oldest boy. He thinks he’s cool, calls me ‘Dude’ – but he still insists on kissing his old dad on the lips at the school gates in the morning. Hope he stops when he’s 21.
• And, yes, I know my window frames need painting but, you know, I’ve been busy buying birthday presents.
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You’ve heard of the Human Caterpillar…meet the Toddler Dragonfly!
I’m not scared of my youngest son. He’s only four and I could take him any day. I just go for his Achille’ heel (not literally) by tickling him.
But when I found this creation in his end-of-term school folder, I don’t mind admitting that he’s been giving me nightmares.
Not so much a Human Caterpillar, but a Toddler(ish) Dragonfly.
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