Time for a mortality check....my baby turns eight today!!!
Sebi informed us all this morning that he would like to be addressed as "Mr Hartwell", because he's eight now and that's practically an adult.
His extremely adult birthday gifts included a drum kit, a talking space alien monkey thing, and the complete Star Wars pc game system. We're going out to Sizzler for dinner, and Mr Hartwell will be eating as much ice cream as he wants, because apparantly that's what you do when you're grown up. Bruce tried to tell me the same thing, except it had something to do with drinking beer.
So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my extremely grownup son, with love and kisses from your extremely well preserved mother xoxoxoxox
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