So the little fellah makes it to eleven.
Yesterday was Isaac’s birthday, which he seems to have enjoyed no end.
He was up early and opened his presents-cool t-shirt, cool shorts, and a new watch-so grown up!
He then tucked into his birthday cake-merangue topped sponge with lemon curd filling. Apparently, the best cake sara has ever made.
In the afternoon we went to the waterfront to enjoy the sun and picture beautiful Wellington.Mo (MBE of is it OBE?) flew in from the UK for the occasion (sort of).
Dad was the best Dad in the world when he and Isaac had a ride on the peddoloes. Even better than the cake apparently.
In the evening it was dinner for six at Portofino. Eleanor had finished work, Joe has finished cricket, and so both were able to participate. The surroundings were better than the food? Isaac was very satisfied with his lot.
Dad fell down on the job by forgetting the camera-so no pics!
