IT is my son's tenth birthday this week and I wanted to be a bit self-indulgent and write an open letter.

But Jacob, I know, would cringe at me doing something as embarrassing as addressing him personally in public, so there will be no Dear Jacobs.

It is sad how quickly we have reached the point where he doesn't like to have kisses on the cheeks, hugs or hold hands in public.

Have ten years really gone by this quickly?

A friend, whose son turned nine, pointed out the "best" half of the run up to adulthood was probably now behind him and instead we enter the bit with exams, high schools, hormones and, eventually, cutting the apron strings.

But maybe it is better to say these past ten years were easier- I'm still the person you turn to in a crisis and most things can be figured out over a chat and a cuddle.

Whatever happens, however "cringe" or "lame" you think we are over the next ten years I want you to know we will still be there for you no matter what.

You will fall in love - more than once no doubt - but make sure you are always respectful and also that you are given respect too.

Be safe.

Exams are never about being the best in the class, it is doing the best you can. Don't measure yourself against other's success.

Mistakes will be made along the way, not just by you but by us too.

Please turn to us, you can tell us anything, and also understand that we are fallible - as hard as it is for me to accept!

Take a moment - whether it is posting pictures or sending messages - to think it through.

Too many lives are being ruined by unfortunate pictures or messages gleefully shared around the internet.

Never think it is acceptable to start fights, swear loudly or spit in public - please, just don't.

Wash.

But mostly, be happy. Be proud to be your funny, eccentric and lovable self.

And I'll always be there to give you a hug and a kiss - even in front of people.