A twelve year old? Are you serious? I couldn't have imagined a dozen years would fly by in the blink of an eye but somehow it has. While I ponder how this could have possibly happened let me tell you some of the things I will always remember about Ollie at this age. - School captain. Not sure I could be more proud. From the time he was a little preppie he always looked at the captains and told me he would be like them one day. I should never have doubted his determination. He delivered a killer speech, handed out a few badges and worked that gorgeous cheesy grin into election. - He stinks! If he skips deodorant in the morning you certainly know about it. I can't fathom how much he pongs. But he has also learned the value in smells and loves a good EDT. - He played another season of AFL with his mates. Definitely not the usual full season but he hit his 50 games and his mates absolutely destroyed him with their water bottles....
We used to be two, then we became three. Now we find ourselves with four. Hold onto your hats because this is going to be a wild ride.