Mancub

My good friend Sarah’s son – we call him Mancub – celebrated his first birthday a few days ago. He made out like a bandit with the gifts, and was surrounded by more adoration than he knew what to do with. Its those sad puppy-dog eyes. We can’t help it. I have to restrain myself from slobbering him with kisses every time I see him.
Happy birthday, Mancub.

Proof that Sarah looks effortlessly chic even while washing dishes.
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