Thursday, August 27, 2009

Like You Say All the Time Now...Really?!

Ten years ago today you were tearing open presents in a room full of adults. I'll admit we were in a little over our heads. You had been living with us for five months and we were still all getting used to each other. I didn't know how to throw a birthday party for a four year-old.

There was cake and a character-themed paper table cloth and party hats. There weren't any other kids. You never complained once.

And today you're a teenager! You complain a lot now--but I know the hormones are to blame for that.

In you I still see that beautiful little boy, but now I am also beginning to see the incredible man you will become (that is if you don't stop rolling your eyes at me every other minute, because if that doesn't stop you might not see 14).


Happy Birthday Dude! I am so proud to be your mom.

13 Deserve Mamma's Love:

Cynthia said...

Awww...Happy Birthday! That's a handsome young man you have:)

Jeannine said...

What a lovely heartfelt post! A very Happy Birthday to Dude and congrats to you for raising such a fine youn man.

Pgoodness said...

Happy Birthday! He's so handsome!!

Kyla said...

He was such a cutie and is such a handsome young man! Happy birthday to him!

amy turn sharp said...

he's so gorgeous!!! Happy day!!!! xoxoxo

Shauna Loves Chocolate said...

He's just as lucky to have you as his mom. You've done well with him

Momo Fali said...

Yay! That is one good looking birthday boy. Hope it's been a happy day!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday.

Stimey said...

Look how handsome he is!! Happy Birthday to him!

Petit Elefant said...

He's gorgeous! Kudos mama. Raising good young men is quite a challenge, good job.

Paige Jennifer said...

In my next life, I want you to be my mom. Or like, I can wait another ten years and marry him (she says pointing to the monitor). Okay, creepy. Let's go with next life.

SUEB0B said...

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree! He is a cutie!

PFunky said...

What a love! I remember him my first Christmas at your house. The two sick people watching the clock change all over your mom's kitchen. I have to see him and the other guys. And you. But I'll never forget holding him in my arms that night...and you, sleeping on after FURIOUSLY wrapping all of the presents. I will never forget that. Ever!!!