Tomorrow is Grand Master D’s 12th birthday. 12, I can hardly believe it, but more on that later.
Today, Miss Gremlin wanted to make his birthday cake. She shopped for it then came home to cook.
I let her.
Then for the next hour, she pestered me silly to ice it. ‘Not until it’s cool’ became my mantra.
Mummy helped spread the icing so the cake wouldn’t break…
It’s cooling it’s heels in the fridge, tomorrow the candles will go on and we’ll sing the birthday song and he’ll get presents.
Today, little sister did something very special for her big brother.