Daily Foglifter: April 9 is the 99th day on the Gregorian Calendar.
Tomorrow is my oldest son’s 12th Birthday. How in the world is that possible? I mean, he was just born and now he’s almost a teenager. I was a teenager yesterday (plus 14 years and 9 days.) It’s crazy.
Aside from the fact that he makes me feel REALLY old, there are positives to having an older child.
No more themed birthday parties with goodie bags, pinatas, and matching paper plates, napkins, cups, hats, favors, etc. Seriously, what a racket.
I don’t have to invite every single kid in his class to avoid hurt feelings. Who wants 20+ kids in their home?
Party games are lame. With the Wii, Nintendo DS, and PS3, who needs Pin the Tail on the Donkey?
He still wants the cake made by mom and he’s PROUD of it. It’s the one day in the year when his mom is quasi-cool, in that dorky-embarrassing-mom-kind-of-way.
This year, the order is for a LEGO mini-figure head cake, pizza, and a campout in the backyard.
- The cake is unique and super-duper easy to make.
- I don’t have to cook.
- The kids will be OUTSIDE. No commotion inside the house.
It’s almost like it’s MY birthday….