Monday was our Eldest’s birthday. She was nine years old. She is so grown up, though, it is more like she’s 12 or 13. She so wants to be a grown-up, it’s a bit sad. I spend most of my time wishing I was a kid again, while she’s wishing her childhood away.
TW did well with the presents, as usual; she managed to procure some dungarees off of eBay, BNWT (brand new with tags, for those of you not keeping up with the modern yootspeek). Also we got her a baseball jacket, which is nice in pink. Her aunt and uncle sent some lovely turquoise headphones, and her other aunt and uncle sent a bag, which Eldest liked very much. M&P got her some weights, and we also agreed she can have her ears pierced at the start of the summer holidays, so we gave her a voucher entitling the bearer to have her ears pierced at the Leisure Centre. No, I don’t know why the Leisure Centre are piercing kids’ ears, but apparently they are doing it much cheaper than anywhere else, so that is what we’re going to do.

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