A very happy birthday to me

Today is my 34th birthday and I have spent the whole day in my jimjams. We took a day off school and had hot dogs for tea. My son ran me ragged as he does every day, and I'm a little bleary from being awake in the night with a mysterious chest pain.

I was given an advent candle, and a DVD of the Victorian Farm, wherein historians go back in time (Not literally, that's the province of the Doctor alone) and relive life as it was over 100 years ago.

But by far the nicest gift I received was a handmade book lovingly crafted by my two eldest daughters, containing selected scriptures. Whatever else I've achieved in my 34 years, raising children who do that will remain right up there.