Decorating for a birthday boy.. easy
and fun
with maybe a wee, tiny bit of mischief thrown in
Getting up early
and making heart shaped pancakes
Well, not that I am an early bird, but I did it!
Seeing my sweet son turn 13
well, maybe a bit harder.
Now , seeing my dinner go up in flames
was a bit hard
BUT since it was part of the show,
and there was a slight distance
... not too hard
ok, yes, it was easy
considering someone else was doing the cooking, lol
Seeing a cake that's NOT chocolate??
ok, it was still delicious..
and beside my dear sonshine picked it out
Seeing someone ELSE receive chocolate??
ok, that was indeed tuff.
I might have to pull out the duct tape to restrain myself while he sleeps...
unless of course he failed to count said balls of delectable goodness
teehee
He did share, so that softened the blow
BUT THIS??
I thought THIS would NEVER come.
(wishful thinking at the highest)
THIS is beyond dreadful.
Even worse than
running out of chocolate.
Yes. That bad!
And it's official.
The door says it all now.
Loud and clear.
And it's one thing I just cannot handle.
I may need to drown my sorrows...
shhhh...
birthday boy is sleeeeeping.
Pleasant dreams
and a pinch to grow an inch
:)
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Welcome to the "I'm the shortest person in the family" club.
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