All he cared about the whole day was mo presents mo presents. Before he'd even fully open one, he'd turn to me .. "Do I have another present mum?"
More?
There was a Hulkie cake, made by my sister Linda.
HOW COOL?
Linda wasn't happy with her Hulk efforts .. "Too Frankenstein." Here's the Mario cake she made for my nephew Joe's party a few weeks ago ...
I KNOW! Linda is a personal trainer who lives in Sydney. She's taking on new clients at the moment. I hereby declare that she is now in the cake-making business too. A cake-making personal trainer ... she'll fatten you up then slim you down. GENIUS!
That shit is too boring ... this guy wanted his very own bee.
I've never heard a bee so pissed off. FURIOUS. Rocco was high with power. He knew the bee was angry. He knew the bee could sting him. He carried it around for an hour, then I talked him into letting it go.
We took the lid off and ran inside .. fast. Shutting the door and laughing the whole way.
Rocco told me that I made him happy and that he likes my cuddles.
Everything was worth everything just to get to that moment.
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