The Bomber is ten today.
I bumped into the life guard from the Virgin Active pool yesterday. When she asked after him, it reminded me that there's a swimming certificate on his bedroom wall from all they way back in 2006.
Tempus fugit.
He wants to go to Jimmy Spice tonight (eat your way around the world in one room), and he's having a party on Saturday.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
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