Today I become the parent of a teenager. This life landmark, along with the other big one looming in two months time, are likely to bring on a severe attack of naval gazing (metaphorically, rather than literally - I can only properly look at my naval in the mirror) and conclude with agonies over whether it is all worth it. But that is for tomorrow.
All that matters today is wishing a happy birthday to Phoebe Haggart. 13 awesome years.
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