Happy 4th Birthday Cabbit!

WOW! Just WOW! How did we get here so fast? It honestly feels like only yesterday I was waddling home from the doctor’s after being told I was pregnant. And now here I am four whole years later celebrating my little boy’s birthday. It has definitely been an adventure.


Today has been just lovely. Jo-Jo is visiting which makes it even more fun! We have opened presents, played with toys, had a party and even a walk round to visit our friends the horses. A busy but wonderful day. As I type this in the kitchen while dinner is cooking I can hear the beautiful sounds of the boys playing with Jo-Jo and their father. It’s bliss and fills the whole house with joy. Excuse me for a moment while I go join in the fun!


Sometimes in life, you just got to put your phone, laptop, whatever it is down and go and live. And that’s exactly what I did back there dear reader. I stopped blogging and went to join in the madness that was happening in my living room. It’s now a few days later, Jo-Jo has gone home and I am having a cheeky bit of leftover birthday cake with a cuppa. NOM! Why is it that birthday cake for breakfast the next day is always the best? It’s delicious and should be served in fancy restaurants. Like that late night kebab you couldn’t finish from your drunken night out. Or better yet, heated up pizza. Mmmmm Note to self. Stop thinking about food so much as it just makes you hungry. But when the cheese is just melted right…*drool*


Crocodile Cake!

Sadly it’s time to say goodbye to being 3. It was…an experience. A many tantrums, learning to talk more, especially using the naughty words and mispronouncing objects much to our amusement.
“Mummy, look! A COCK!”
“Clock! Cabbit! It’s a clock!” Cue the looks in the doctors waiting room as I have started laughing at how wonderful our dear son can be. Kinda gotten used to those situations now. Think it’s a parent thing. The amount of times our son has turned to me while standing in a queue and announced to everyone that I am a “WOMAN!” while pointing to my boobs. Even as I think about it now I am giggling. I just love how his mind works. Strange child of mine.


I’m not sure what to expect from 4, but what I do know is that it’s going to be awesome. So many new things for our boy to experience this year. A big one is he will be going to school! More learning and discovering. Also more free time for Moi. Muhahahahaha! But in all seriousness, he is going to love it and I can’t wait for all of us to go on this adventure with him as a family.

I’m not crying…I’m not. You’re crying. It’s just so hard to believe that this wonderful little boy running about in front me pretending to be a big scary crocodile eating his brother (He is obsessed with crocodiles at the moment and I don’t blame him, they are pretty cool) was once a small little squish. Oh dear, I’m tearing up again and it’s getting harder to see the keyboard. Words…blurry…struggling…to…type…

Heres to another year of mischief, fun and laughter.
Happy Birthday son!



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About Bunny's Pause

Hello, I'm a Author/Poet/Reviewer/Bookworm/Gamer/Music Lover/Wife and Mother! I review and recommend books as I LOVE to read! I am always on the lookout for new and upcoming books to expand my ever-growing library. If you have something you wish me to read and review, please contact me. I would be delighted to hear from you. Hop hop wiggle wiggle
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