Today we celebrate my youngest son’s birthday. If I tell you his nick-name was Tig (short for Tigger) you will understand it when I say that I was lucky to have any hair at all, as a toddler he had me pulling it out! Tig had a mind of his own and seemed to be permanently getting himself into scrapes.
|I know, he looks like butter wouldn’t melt!|
Happy 26th Birthday Tig.