My sweetest boy is about to turn six. SIX! I can’t quite believe it. Yet when I look at him I and his sweet little developing sense of humour, his kindness, his rebellion, his figuring out how this world works … I can. It’s a happy and sad thing at the same time. Weird. Love is weird.
So since he’s ‘becoming a big boy’ (and we simple cannot afford the big extravagant parties any more) he chose a few friends, and we were blessed enough to have a morning out at Bucklands Private Game Reserve with a game drive and party in the bush. So fun!
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