Eighteen

So my baby has turned Eighteen - where do the years go! He has turned from a teeny tiny little munchkin....

 ...  into a lovely 6 foot 5 inch (and still growing)  lovely, kind, handsome (if not a bit lazy!)young man.

 The girl who made his cake did herself proud.  She said it was the hardest cake she has ever made!!  The story is that when we were in the Nike shop on the Champs Elysee, he saw this fabulous pair of "Air Jordans" (basketball shoes) and he desperately wanted them.  He pestered and pestered, but they were well above £100 and I don't usually cave in, but we were in Paris and I caved.  But he was crushed when the shop assistant told him they were not for sale - they could be ordered, but not bought.  Earlier this year, he went to New York with his girlfriend and found the much desired shoes but at a much reduced price - he was over the moon.  So I decided that they would make a fab subject for a cake.  He loves it.

We are having a very small family gathering later on, and a party at a venue next week for his pals. Times feel like they are a changing around here. xxx