You're how old?

The 19th of September, and the big fella turns another year older. Most people think Russ is much younger than he really is... often people say he's in his late 30s which up to 10 years his junior.

Here's the truth, he just turned 46! Starting to get a few wrinkles, but the most tell tale sign is those whitish-greyish hairs appearring at a rate of knots on the sides... becoming slightly distinguished he'll tell you lol.

He was woken by 2 little children exciting as anything to be giving their daddy presents... William was so excited that he had let one cat out of the bag on Thursday. Still, Russ acted as surprised as if he didn't know.

We dined at the Allroy Tavern for lunch which was very yummy, and then went on the search for a certain pair of shoes that Russ has been wanting for quiet some time, and despite all efforts we came home empty handed.

The disappointment was short lived when we put as many candles as we could fit on the cake and sung Happy Birthday in some kind of tuneless manner and tucked into one of Woolies finest Chocolate Mud Cakes.

Caitlin had decided that she was cooking dinner and she put a lot of thought into what we should have. Corn & Bacon Pizza, followed by Chocolate Sundaes. Caitlin did an awesome job and dinner was really yummy. I think she can cook for us again anytime!

Of course, there's really only one way to finish the birthday day, and that's with a couple of Jim Beams, and a whole lot of footy. Sadly, the kids and I fell asleep around 10pm and Russ was left to continue his celebrations all on his own.

Happy Birthday Honey xxx