It was two days before your third birthday, a momentous day... it was party day!
You woke excited, leaping up and down on the spot and squealing, thank goodness we were soon there. You greeted your friends with the same excitement, knocking the unsuspecting off their feet... quite literally! Soon a whole gang of people there just for you were racing and sliding and screaming and laughing.Your grin filled the whole space.
'Could the people for Busby's party come here please' the request that filled the air when food was ready. You grinned as you lined up, an equal mixture of excitement and embarrassment to be so much the star of this show. Football birthday cake, ice-cream and the usual party goodies then followed.
Everybody sang for you with Tilly yelling out Happy Birthday as only she can, with a level of gusto that shook the roof. Poppy cuddled you, insistent that she sat by your side, they were both so proud today to be your sisters. Surrounded by love you laughed with your best friend and my Mummy's heart burst with how much I adore you.
Just a tiny heart-beat of time from when you were the baby in my arms, the baby who would never sleep alone, to my beautiful boy before me blowing out three candles.
Happy birthday Busby Bill, you are loved to the moon and back always xxxxxx