You are now as tall as your mother. Which is not saying all that much.
And creating monsters. What a lovely couple. No wonder that damn dog tries to take each of his meals at the table.
But this one's for you, babe. You're smart. Funny. One of a kind.
Tonight, there are 9 thirteen and fourteen year old boys bumping about in the third floor family room, in tribute to your birth. The Matron can hear them as she types. Bump, bump.Earlier tonight.
Matron to John: "I'm so impressed with Stryker's friends! They're so responsible."
John: "No they're not. They're completely stupid. They're 100% aligned to make the worst choice possible and not have a clue about what they're doing."
Guess which one of them will stay awake until the wee hours, listening. Thanks, honey.
Stryker? Happy birthday, sweetheart. She's awfully glad you're hers.
4 comments:
Such an awesome child has certainly had a great birthday today. Happy Birthday, Stryker!
As of today, I have survived 4 months of 13-ness. I had a moment of teenage evil eye this morning when I asked him to clean out his suitcase... for the 4th day in a row. I picked my battle and it finally got done.
Happy Birthday to both of you!
Ah, yes . . . it only gets more fun from 13!
Happy Birthday to Stryker and his mom! As of today my eldest son of three has been 13 for 6 weeks. I get the illusion of him being little still (physically) because he is not tall so it will be years before he is my height.
Happy birthday, Stryker! May you survive the bumps, bruises and joys of teenage-hood and look back on them with fond memories!
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