Once upon a time, we had a very little baby boy. We woke up this morning and he was over 6 feet tall and 15 years old. How did this sweet little teeny wee man change into a big strapping 15 year old under our noses? The picture above was of Tom at his first wedding when he was just 2 months old. (Note Glen in the background sporting the snazzy pale blue suit and white shoes, by the way).
Gone are the days when he would hold his Daddy's hand. And tonight when we take him out for a celebratory dinner, he will no longer have to worry about our old neighbour, Rebecca blowing out the candles on his birthday cake before he got the chance. (She always used to do this and as you can see, Tom was far from impressed as she blew out the candles on his 3rd birthday Noah's Ark cake.) Gone too are the days when he wore a shirt and tie to his birthday party (thankfully) what were we thinking of?
Happy happy birthday Tom! I never imagined teenage sons being such a pleasure to have around. xx
2 comments:
Lol you haven`t changed a bit. i thought the first picture was your Tom for a minute. happy Birthday Tom. have a great meal out.
I can't beleive how much Tom looks like Pete - its scarey - i have to do a few double takes!
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