Eight years ago today I became a mother for the first time, to the most wonderful little boy. That time seems to have taken forever and passed in a flash simultaneously. I can still remember this guy as a newborn...now he is getting so tall and lean and gorgeous and smart and cheeky and talented and sentimental and so many things wrapped in one complex, wonderful package. Happy birthday, Big G! I love you with all my heart and wish you the best of everything.
Some things to remember about your 8th birthday:
-Sunny and cold, woke up to -30 C temperatures with the wind chill!
-House decorated with birthday signs and balloons for you to wake up to (our family tradition).
-Breakfast request: mom's homemade banana chocolate chip muffins and blackberries
-Lunch request: rice crackers and hockey cheese!
-Dinner request: Kraft mac and cheese with chicken noodle soup
-Mom volunteered in your classroom this morning and got to hear your class sing to you and your teacher gave you a "happy birthday" sticker to wear. We also brought along your favorite M&M cookies to enjoy with your classmates.
-You were so excited about your gifts- you loved your iTunes gift cards, your camera (which was immediately used to make fart-style videos), and you HUGGED the dodge balls we gave you. You were in the basement in a flash hurling them at your sisters :) And patiently teaching LBNL to catch and throw. You even awarded her the ultimate compliment: "She's good! She may even be able to GET someone, Mom!"
-Time tonight planned with your aunt and uncle, then a friend party next weekend.
Eight is great!