We're just back from our little jaunt across to Blackpool and I think everyone had a laugh.Despite it being my birthday present, Master White was the obvious centre of attention - there was no point competing with that two-tooth grin.
But Daddy was able to have his moment on the Go-Karts where he lapped the whole field - most of them at least 15 years younger than him - and spent most of the rest of the day talking about it. You might think this is a little sad. And, indeed, you might be right.
Yesterday's trip to the Pleasure Beach was something of a disappointment for Jamie, mainly because he was too young to go on anything. But that was put right this morning when he got to try out several kiddie rides (most of them for three and overs, but we got away with it) in other parts of Blackpool and he enjoyed the swan best of all (although it might not look like it).
Probably the highlight of the break for all was last night's dinner in The Big Blue Hotel which was perfect, the staff were great and - in addition to the rib-eye steak, chicken, bacon and potato wedges he nibbled on - Jamie got to try some of Daddy's "Death by Chocolate."
Mummy and Daddy reckoned at the time it would be a small price to pay to get their boy to behave. What they didn't bargain for (naively, you might argue) was the effect it would have on his sleeping pattern. When Jamie did finally nod off - two and three quarter hours later than normal - after a prolonged sugar-fuelled session of manic behaviour and face-pulling, Mr and Mrs W were regretting their decision.
But no doubt bigger crimes were committed in Blackpool last night (seriously, you should've seen some of these people).
New week tomorrow then.
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