Felix is 11 today. He decided to celebrate by letting one of his bodily organs almost explode. Dudes, can you imagine what he’s going to do to mark turning 16? Don’t answer that.
I thought I’d take a look back through the vault at past celebrations:
Eight – a photographic passage of time
Nine – by me
Nine – by Felix
And ten, well ten, while momentous was over-shadowed with Oscar’s surgeries.
So here we are. The last year of primary school. Hair that despite his protestations totally has the Beiber Fever. A boy in so many ways and yet so almost a teenager well and truly. My guy. My love for him makes my chest explode daily. Messy but necessary.