This guy turned 8 today:
I’m not sure how this happened. I’m not sure how he went from this not-so-tiny thing who melted my heart immediately but never slept to this wannabe big kid who still melts my heart and doesn’t want to sleep. He’s pretty great. And by pretty great I mean utterly and completely fantastic. Not perfect. But still fantastic. This kid is full of passionate, full of life, determined, curious, smart, loyal, giving, kind, and really, really good at snuggling with his mama.
I love you J. I am so incredibly lucky to be your mom.
J is 7 now. How did this happen? I love this kid. Enthusiastic. Inquisitive. Snuggly. Determined. Silly. Compassionate. Lego loving. He’s a pretty great kid. His birthday was a perfect mix of fun and calm. Is that even possible? Presents in the morning, Lego cupcakes at school, a couple friends over for an afternoon of Skylanders and pizza, and a concert at school to finish it off. Happy, happy birthday Guapo. I love you like crazy.
How did this happen? How did my baby go from being a baby to being a potty trained, super hilarious, very opinionated, and incredibly amazing 3-year old?
We had a great day. A. Great. Day. We were really worried that he was going to get overwhelmed and meltdown, but we kept things slow and low key and gave him lots of time to just chill and enjoy his day. It couldn’t have been any better. Here’s proof…
|The gift bag from Grammy and Grampy. Almost as big as him!|
|In love with Buzz!|
|A couple hours at the science museum.|
|Nothing better than a Lightning McQueen cake….|
|except for licking frosting off of Lightning McQueen.|
|Our amazing Space Ranger!|
“So, mom. You are 89 now, right?”
Close. I turned 38 yesterday and had a great day complete with a box full of homemade presents from the kids (my favorite) and a new cookbook (also a favorite). My pal, Heidi, also took Z and I out to coffee, after which we spent the morning chilling at the beach.
The best part of the day? Realizing I was 38. Again. Since I spent all last year thinking I had already turned 38, it’s like I haven’t aged at all. Or that I get a do-over this year. Mr. D wanted to tease me about an early onset of senility, but then he realized he knows where I live.
J turned 6 a week ago. He counted down the days for a month, though at one point he became convinced that we somehow missed it. His birthday was great fun, as all birthdays should be. There was…
Happy 6th birthday, Guapo. We sure do like you!