Well, we were woken this morning (5.36am!) by our pink one.. Lilli shouting it's my birthday! I can't quite believe she is 9.. I remember so vividly popping along to MK General at 9.30pm, Lilli arriving at 10.50pm and I was out of there by 3am. It was quite surreal walking across the carpark with a newborn in the hlaf light with the birds singing like mad. She has been a wonder every since... except perhaps for the moments like this morning when she looks around the sea of wrapping paper and cards and says whistfully "Mum, I don't have a 9 badge to wear". Q super mum, out came the felt and buttons and despite the fact I ended up not having any breakfast we knocked up a 9 badge. Her smile was reward enough! Happy Birthday Lilli!