Today is my son's 11th birthday. Where has the time gone? One day they are this tiny little lump of life, and then they grow into this huge, smelly, garbage disposal of a smart mouth kid!
I got this digital image from Mo Manning.
At the time I purchased this, my son was on the Play Station constantly.
Then we got the laptop fixed...
Now I need a Sims image.
Still kinda looks like him (my son), and it has the same distant, "You're in my way, Mom. Can't see the screen", look that my son has periodically.
I purposely stand in front of the TV just to jerk his chain.
That's why I had a kid.
So I could mess with him and tell him fantastical tales of horrible untruths.
I've only been at it for 11 years, and I still have so much more
damage to do!
No, I love my boy, and I am fiercely protective of him.
He's the coolest kid I know and he is so bleepin' funny sometimes it's hard to
remember he's only 11 years old.
Happy day Boo-bee.
Love Mom
