It's official, I am a teenager. I haven't decided yet if I want to be a nice teenager or a moody one yet, the hooman will just have to wait and see.
It's a bittersweet birthday this year, just me and the hooman, but that means more cake, right!?!
The hooman is all about creating memories so a studio photo sesh was unavoidable. AND while I get that she is a professional I think that the health and safety risk about my Birthday candles was a bit extreme and the fire extinguisher was NOT needed. I tried to explain this to her, but she kept going on about number of candles to cake circumference vs my hair etc etc. She was not impressed when I suggested that maybe she needs a fire truck to attend for her birthday.
And while the hooman is sitting here proof reading for me, yes I got to go out and do some shopping. I chose a MR Potato Head toy that apparently was very expensive, didn't taste like it tho, and I destroyed it on the 5 minute drive home. Thank you very much.
I guess the countdown is on now until Christmas present time. Must get onto writing to that jolly old fat man.
xx Finn
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