Just a short little entry.
Happy birthday to dad, Jacq and Jasper!

Even though I'm 22, I'm still my dad's little girl.
I still snuggle up next to him when he sits on the floor of our lounge.
And I still love the little petname that he gave me when I was a baby.
And even though he is old-er now, his cheeks are still chubby enough to be pinched. Mine too.
And even though goodness know I'm old enough to make my own decisions, somehow I still run to him for affirmation, coz he gives the best advice.
And he still looks like a kid when he laughs.
And I always did love his scratchy stubble whenever he hugs or kisses me. It adds that little special something, I think.

And dear Jacq turned 21 with her loved ones and friends around her.
I think we did do our part in making sure she had a memorable one.
And Jasper turned 22 with chocolate and friends surrounding him.
So I think it was all good, except I wished that we could've wrapped the girl in wrapping paper and a bow and make it a special air-mailed present for him. lols. What fun would that be!


Dear Sandra,
Whenever a birthday rolls around, I reserve this little space in the festivities for you. Don't worry, I am 100% there in body, soul and mind, having fun. But I still think of you sometimes and how you could've celebrated more birthdays with your favourite pink sunhat sitting jauntily on your head and how I regret it now that I never made the time. Well, I hope you have pretty sunbursts and thousands of hats now. xoxo