He's a Big Boy Now

My happy accident turns 22 years old today. It's true! He was a happy accident. I'd planned to have my second baby after the first was at school. Had I done that, I would be the mother of an only child. He was born in 1986 and his dad passed away 2 years later! If I'd had my way, the next baby would have been born somewhere in 1989!

But he has grown up a lot this year. All the stresses of a new business, crashed cars and no money weighing heavily on his now properly adult brow. He's matured. He is in love. He is taking responsibility for his actions . . he takes out the bins (when asked) maintains the pool and mows the lawn although his gardening ability is saved for paying customers. He's a good uncle, a thoughtful boyfriend, a great cook - apart from the 'secret ingredient' which always seems to give his cuisine an originality that's not always to my taste. . . he's a hard worker . . .has a great sense of humour and is maturing nicely . . . *queue screeching record noise* . .

I love him dearly and we've discovered we have a lot in common during ClareBear's absence but what I don't see happening before my eyes, usually gets posted incriminatingly on Facebook! He's still blowing shit up, drinking too much, doing questionable things with tinfoil, riding dangerously, making noise and acting the goat. He still spends too much on big boys toys like Guitar Hero and Playstations. He's still the mess box from hell (I can rarely see the floor in his bedroom). His language is blue and the sun does not shine out of his bottom at 8am in the morning I can tell you! I've even caught him (on Facebook) with a cigar in his hand, crashed on the floor, manhandling mates and being extremely silly. I think that's one of the things I like about Drummerboy, he's one out of the box and has come from being quiet and shy to outgoing and confident. He's the only one who can say "Talk to the hand mum" and I actually back off because he's usually right.

No time for a biggie post, right now so I leave you with some of HIS Facebook shots . . you can take the man out of the boy but . . .

Impersonating a Blues Brother before attending a wedding . . .

She aint heavy . . she's my girlfriend! (Love the Bolivian pants)

Don't mess with me in my fake Arnetts

Chang Beer for Breakfast in Thailand . . so much for cultural exchange!

True love . . she calls him Honey and he likes it. .

Dancing queen

Danger man . .

Mercurial man . .
I have no photographs of Adam with a straight face!

Happy birthday darling . . please don't wish him a happy birthday. Just send money!