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Our Birthday Boy (Sorry Hugo)!

The youngest member of the Smith Tribe turned 14 yesterday!

Where have the years gone?

Before Hugo was born, the only boys we knew were those that the girls were at school with... Sime really hoped we'd have another girl! I didn't mind & knew that if we did have a boy - he'd be our boy, so felt confident he'd turn out just fine!

He was completely different to the girls - slept less, ate more & got into a lot more mischief as a toddler, he was also much more competitive than the rest of us (& still is really)! Saying all that - he's caring & generous, sociable & always grateful, a big animal  lover & great fun to be with (unless he's tired)!

He's never been to school or had any formal teaching, choosing to pretty much educate himself, with a bit of input from Mum, Dad & Sissies. He read his first book at the age of 8 (Harry Potter/Half Blood Prince) & has been a massive reader ever since... He seems to know far more than we ever will & continues to beat us at Scrabble!

One of his earliest memories is of taking a photograph of the family on top of the Empire State Building in New York, at the age of 3. He used to love trampolining, but now prefers gaming... 

Yesterday, he chose to spend his day at a Safari Park & here were his highlights of the day:

The Tibetan Bears

The Porcupines

The Meercats

The Wallabies

We had a great day!


How did our baby lad turn into such a lovely young man?

Happy Birthday Matey!!! xx







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Anonymous said…
Happy Birthday!! It looks like you had a good one.

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