My boy has grown so much. He's taller than his grandparents and not far off me now. The best thing at the moment though is that squeaky voice thing- it's all deep and manly, resonating from beneath his as yet unshaven moustache when suddenly it goes all high pitched like the kid on the Simpsons that works in the fast food outlet(s).
The picture below was only take a few years ago but he was so small then the loaf of bread he had was as big as his body. It was big bread mind you. (the distortion is intended by the way though if you'd assumed I had a crap camera in those days you'd have been correct )
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