Dearest Jimmy – You Are Fourteen!

Dearest Jimmy,

You are fourteen years old and boy, you’re a lovely one! Fourteen years of the cheekiest, silliest, smartest, funniest, most loveable and talented puppy dog that you are and it barely seems possible that it’s been that long si ce you arrived, like a little super hero with your fist up (and back to back just to be a little bit awkward as always) in the living room just after I’d watched the sun come up over the Wanstead flats, swaying in the window as I eased the pain. I remember shouting “my boy, my boy!” as our lovely midwife, Susan Q, shouted “Don’t sit down!” And Daddy caught you and promptly dropped you. Then… We lay on the sofa and cuddled and cuddled. And that’s who you have stayed being ever since, a cuddle and snuggly little bug of dreams!

At fourteen you are passionate and wonderful and you have, as you always have, the best mind with the most brilliant facts! You have loads of friends, do well at school and play sports with such passion it’s awesome to see.

We love you SO much Jimmy Buster Bumblebee and even though we had to celebrate a week early, on Gram’ birthday meaning we had to have a shared celebration because you are in France playing rugby for the big day, we celebrated in style – just as it should be for our Bumblee boy! And, as always, the celebrations go on for days in our house so starting early and finishing late is just up our street.

I missed seeing you on your actual birthday, but hopefully we made up for it! And you had the time of your life away with Norwich Rugby Club in France not just playing in, but winning the whole tournament – so proud of you and your team for that too!