How did this happen? How did my pudgy baby boy grow up and turn nine? He's only 364 days from double digits. I'm not sure I like this. Not sure at all.
But his birthday was a great day!
As I tucked him in Monday night he said, "Mom, can I wake you & Dad up early tomorrow? It is my birthday." If Husband didn't work until odd hours of the morning, I would have been OK with this. Instead I told him to wait & we'd get up when Dad was ready.
Luckily he didn't have to wait too long. Dad drug himself out of bed around 7:30. By that point I thought the boy was going to burst from excitement. He wasn't alone. Bitsy comes running into the living room and whispers, "Mommy, I peeked at #1 Son's birfday take. But don't worry. I didn't let him see."
His presents were a hit but the biggest hit of the day was when his best friend's mom IM'ed me to see if we'd be home. His buddy had a present & wanted to bring it over. His friend has a little brother who's friends with B.B. so an impromptu birthday party was thrown.
They boys came & they all played for nearly 3 hours....until everyone was happy, hot, and worn out. The boys went home & I decided it was nap time for Mama. Just as I settled down for a rest, QM pulled up the drive. I'd trade a few hours with my mom for a nap most any day of the week.
We sat & visited & looked up stuff about our family names on line while the FarmHands ran around outside. Then QM went to get pizza for all of us and I rounded up short folks for their baths.
After it was all said & done #1 Son said it was, "the best birthday EVER!" I'm inclined to agree.
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