My son Jasper.
He was the boy at playgroup who bit other children, no warning, would be playing then lean over and bite.
He'd walk around with such a scowl (still does now actually but I think that is now down to his age!!)
Never happier then going to work with his Dad, would see a digger or a tractor and would say I want one of those. We got mini versions of his Dad's work sweatshirts printed. Thinking about it now it was sort of like a Mini me (Austin Powers).
The my little sister Natalie was coaching the children's rugby in Bridport. You know friends in high places!! Jasper's Birthday is the end of September so that would have meant that he couldn't start training until the following year when he was 5. Natalie somehow managed to get him in. The shirt came down to his knees. This little lad has become this young man................