This post is way overdue, but I could not forget the birthday post of Boy 1. The cake was duly recorded, but not the actual birthday. What can I say, it was one of those birthday celebrations that stretched over an entire weekend. Two birthday dinners, a birthday breakfast, a birthday lunch, a sleepover and go-cart racing. It was a weekend enjoyed by all.
To my boy: I cannot believe that you are 12- I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. I predicted then that you would be a musician (beautiful long fingers). I was right- you are a wonderful musician, so talented and passionate about music. I am proud to call you my son, you make me happy everyday and I am excited about the young man you are growing up to be.
You know Kristin…I’ll probably eat this and there goes all my resolve to eat well
Maria
It is amazing how close some of these major events of our lives are! My wedding anniversary is #17 coming up in June and my son will be 11 in August.
I just read this post about your son’s birthday and while they are different boys, I feel the same way about my son. I often look at him and think how much I like him now and get a flash of the young man he will become. And I too remember the day he was born vividly.
Do you have a daughter only 18 months younger than your son? Probably not. That adventure is not undertaken by too many people these days.
I guess we are at the same stage in our life! No, I don’t have a girl 18 months younger, but I do have one 22 months older!
I have 2 brothers 17 months apart- so I feel pain! (or at least my mom did!)