We have had great walk and I eventually managed to run out of my ridiculous red jumper which is two sizes to big.
My mum knows she is not exactly down with the kids with what she wears these days and I know I am definitely not down with the dogs when she makes me wear jumpers and coats. They do nothing for my street cred, but I don’t seem to have a choice when it gets really chilly. But things could be worse … she could dress me like this …
It’s chicken for lunch. What more can a girl ask for on her birthday? Then we’ll chill in front of the fire this afternoon and I am looking forward to getting my teeth into some of my presents.
Ollie and I will have a fireside chat or two …
I have had good day so far and I really don’t mind my birthday jumper too much.
Naughty at 1, terrible at 2, tricky at 3, fabulous at 4 and fantastic at 5. How I love my life.