Little Big Man

Henry, my darling little Nephew, is five now. His birthday was yesterday, and while part of me is really sorry I missed it - I am not overly envious of my Sister having to drag ten excitable four/five year olds to a bowling alley ;-).

He *was* going to thank me for my birthday presents on the phone this morning (rather boringly, I treated him to a new Joules top - something that my Sister and I would covet far more eagerly, in addition to a 'worm farm' - which in no way rivaled the exciting 'ant farm' he also received that day).

I guess Aunty Poo Poo didn't exactly excel herself this year... so instead of a personal thank you, I got a second hand message... "Thank you - but I cant talk right now, I'm working" he bawled, as he shot his 'power ranger' bullets into a bucket. Tsk tsk... the kids of today.