Yesterday was Mother’s Day. As such, we attempted to give B a day free from bickering, complaining, and the other pleasantries that come from raising two boys. B would have to weigh in, but I think we were mostly successful.
The boys snuck into our room at about 6:20am to wake B up and wish her a happy Mother’s Day. Had I been awake at the time, I would have headed them off and let B sleep in. Instead, we gave B her mother’s day present, I made everyone breakfast (including breakfast in bed for B), and then kept them as quiet as I could while B got back to sleep. (NOTE: Next time I let B go back to sleep, I’m confiscating her smartphone so she can’t check Twitter/e-mail/etc when she should be sleeping.)
Eventually, I got the boys dressed and took them to the park and then the grocery store so B could get some true quiet time. After picking B up, we all went out to eat an ice cream lunch (mine was blueberry flavor which makes it healthy, right?). We did some shopping and stopped by Mimi’s house to visit and drop off her Mother’s Day present. Then, we quickly picked up some dinner and had a nice cookie cake for dessert.
Fast forward to today. Today is a different kind of celebration. While yesterday was a celebration of B being a mother, today is a celebration of the event that made B a mother for a second time. Yes, today is JSL’s birthday.
It’s hard to believe that JSL is five already. It seems like just yesterday that we were welcoming him into our family. It’s been amazing seeing him grow and learn about the world around him. He is creative (often performing shows with songs that he makes up on the spot), loving (he adores his big brother and loves cuddling), and surprisingly bright (just when we forget how old he is and think of him as a baby, he shows us just how much he understands). Oh and he’s quite the little geek-in-training with a special love for Transformers and superheroes.
It’s a weird mixture of pride and sadness to see your little baby grow up. On one hand, I love the kid he is becoming. On the other and, I want him to be my baby for as long as possible. (He’ll be my baby for his entire life, but he likely will resent me calling him that when he’s 18.)
Happy birthday to JSL. Mommy, Daddy, and NHL love you very much and are so proud of you.