this is what my day consists of today.
My big boy is officially a 7 year old. I feel like birthdays are a cruel joke. Yes, you get presents and a day to be celebrated, but you also lose a year with the ones you love. God should have made it where birthdays are no less than every other year in my humble opinion.
but oh well.
the last pic of my sweet boy as a 6 year old. kill me now.
So I would say Beck's birthday was a success. He woke up to a fully decorated downstairs, complete with streamers, balloons and a lot of love. He was so happy that he just sat on my lap and hugged me.
definitely my favorite moment of the day.
He was aloud to open one gift before school and he got a Rock 'Em Sock 'Em game. He loved it. Then it was time for his breakfast of choice...sausage, bacon and Gatorade. Yes. That was his request.
He wanted chocolate cupcakes for his class...two without frosting of course. My boy does not like frosting. Then I surprised him at school with a pizza party for his class. He was so excited and gave me the biggest hug when I walked in. I live for those moments.
He's getting his birthday spankings from his teacher. He loved it!
(and no, she didn't really spank him, though I don't think it would be a bad idea for schools to adopt the paddling rule again.)
After school he had some friends over for more pizza, cake and some Captain America action. Tonight it's a Red Robin and bowling family fun night and his "school friends" birthday party is next weekend. All in all, I think he had a great day. I love my big boy and hope he loves me enough to live with my until he's 40.
slightly kidding. slightly.
and thank you so much for all of your sweet bday wishes for him! I read them to him this morning and he said, "ahhhh! Mom you have sweet friends!"