Where has the last year gone? This time last year, there were phone calls to “Grandma” to come for a few days to look after Toby, while we went to hospital to give birth to our second, Caspar. Eventually after Grandma had arrived, we pitched up at hospital at 8ish, and Caspar was born just after 10pm (although not named for another week!). All nicely done: so Toby was in bed and was none the wiser, and I got a good night’s sleep too! That’s the way to do it…
And now one year later, he is a cheeky monkey, getting into all kinds of mischief, just like his brother!
So later today, he will have his first taste of chocolate (apart from a illicitly stolen chocolate cookie a couple of months ago). This is what Toby was like on his first birthday, as he got his first taste …
Is it inevitable that they are always mucky pups on their birthdays?!
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