This month saw the day that Daddy turned 30. The turning 30 part itself was really quite painless. Mummy had spent ages and ages organising a surprise party! She'd somehow managed to keep it entirely to herself (causing huge amounts of stress at different times leading up to the event). We had arranged to go out for a meal in town and have a few drinks afterwards. You were staying at Great Grandma's with Alex and Charisse.
Anyway, after eating a huge meal and having a number of quite big drinks, your Mummy and I stumbled into The Exchange bar in town. YOU were there! Along with loads of Daddy's friends and your family. It was a fantastic night. Lots of people bought Daddy lots of drinks.
The next day, I thought I was going to die. I didn't do a very good job of looking after you. I kicked Adelaide in the right temple. She sprawled on the floor.
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