The Tinks are 7!

I have no idea how this happened, but somehow, my wee babies - OK, my sister's wee babies - are now 7 years old. A couple of weeks ago, we all got together to celebrate.

We started at my mother's and as usual, the minute David sat down, he had a pile of Tinks on his lap

After the greeting rituals, we repaired to our local Irish pub for nosh and presents. Liam had a big sandwich

Morgan and Janne/TinkMama communed

The kids both got a Hexbug - a fantastic toy that's fun for all ages. Liam's was an orange larva

Morgan discovered that if she held the middle legs of her superfast purple ant, it whirred around madly. Total glee

After lunch, we went back to my mother's again and the kids piled on top of Scott.

Michele discovered that the kids seems to have outgrown the criss cross game.

And Liam got attacked by Morgan's snake.

It was a good day.

Seven. Wow.



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