Eight

It's birthday time once again in our household. Today my youngest son turned 8 and we had a relatively early start to the day so that we could sing 'Happy Birthday', eat cake (it's never too early for birthday cake!) and open a few presents. He is thrilled with his new darbuka drum, his snuggly new dressing gown with his name on it, his subscription to NG Kids magazine and his MP3 player from Mummy and Daddy. However, most importantly, he was also pleased to receive the birthday card made especially for him by Mummy!
Football is THE sport in our house but my youngest has his own ideas and his passion is for the Korean martial art of Tae Kwon Do. He has a yellow belt with two very important stripes on it and the design on the card shows him in action, wearing his white suit and the aforementioned belt.

My son is a big reader. He goes through piles and piles of books and always has a few on the go at the same time. He loves to read scary books, anything by Michael Morpurgo and has just finished his big brother's set of  Percy Jackson books. The little pile of books on his card probably took me longer to make than anything else but there had to be a pile of books there - books are an important part of his life at the moment and I dearly hope that it stays that way.

Another passion is for drawing. He draws all the time. Always pencil sketches with only a little colour in them so as "not to ruin it".  Apparently the drawing on top of the pile of papers on the card is not like one that he has done but, hey, I tried!
The very scary looking 'Weeping Angel'  in the top right hand corner had to be included because of his current interest in the long-running BBC television science-fiction series Doctor Who and, on a gentler note, the much-loved 'Mocca' the guinea pig popped in too!
Happy Birthday to my funny, smart and slightly crazy 8 year old. You look just like your Daddy but you act a lot like me. Let's just say that we definitely share that creative, artisitic temperament at the moment...