18.05.2012



About a boy

Posted by Adrenalynn on 29 March 2011

Today, my little boy is five years old. When did that happen? I certainly had no part in it. It’s such a cliche, but I swear he was born just yesterday. Super speedy growth aside, that guy makes me proud every day. His empathy and kindness is beyond anything I’ve ever taught him. He is fundamentally positive, excites easily, has excellent sense of humor and is smarter than me by far. Watching him grow up is an adventure.

Of course we had to do something special for the little guy’s birthday, but I wasn’t up for having 20 kids and the noise that inevitably follows inhabit my living room for an entire afternoon. Not to mention the massive clean-up afterward. So we did what any parents in their right minds would: we brought the kid and his entire kindergarten class, including the staff, to a nearby play center that does birthdays. The birthday boy and his friends enjoyed a fun few hours making noise and playing up a good sweat, and we avoided taking any kind of responsibility for them. Or the food. And let’s not forget cleaning up. In a word: ingenious.

The only fault in my brilliant plan was my lapse of judgment as I decided to make muffins for the party the night before. And decorate all 50 of them. Did I mention I don’t bake? Like, ever? It’s just one of the many traditionally housewifey activities I take no part in. Which is why my little self-improvement experiment caused me to miss my precious bedtime by several hours. They did look nice, though:

They were surprisingly tasty, too. I might do this again sometime, you know, if I happen to lose my mind.

 




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