(By the way, Remy woke about 5 minutes after I posted last night and then screamed for nearly three hours because he's getting his molars... was I asking for it with point number 5?).
Blimey this past year has flown. My darling little boy turns one tomorrow.
Just in time for his big party, the little treasure has eaten three cloves of garlic. Raw garlic.
But don't worry, the pungent garlic odour is off-set by a hint of lavender from his baby shampoo. Mmm, lavender and garlic.