“Miles, you know what tomorrow is? Daddy’s birthday!”
“Are we going?”
“No, it’s his birth-DAY, not birthday party. The day he was born.”
“When’s his party?”
“He’s not having a party, sweetie. But we’ll make a cake and celebrate at dinner, just us.”
“Can C. and O. and L. and B. come?”
“Those are YOUR friends, buddy. And like I said, he’s not having a party, it’s just us.”
“Why isn’t he having a party?”
“Well, grown-ups don’t always have parties for their birthdays, unless it’s a big one.”
“Is it a big one?”
“No, not really. Do you know how old Daddy is?”
“Ummm... 4?”
“No, not 4! That’s how old YOU’RE going to be on your next birthday. Daddy’s 37. That’s a lot older than 4.”
“300 and 7?!”
“No, THIRTY-seven.”
“When are you going to be old, Mama?”
“Hmmm, well... do you mean old-ER? ‘Cause I’m already pretty old.”
“When can we give Daddy his presents?”
“Tomorrow. I got him a framed picture of us and an orange bathing suit. But don’t tell him, because we want it to be a surprise.”
“OK. Mom, I’ll tell him we got him a picture of a tree and a GREEN bathing suit!”
“That’s pretty clever, bud, but how about we don’t tell him anything.”
“Mom! Mom! Let’s tell Daddy we got him a window and a fence for his birthday!” (If you recall the current state of our house, he might actually be thrilled with those gifts.)
Birthdays just aren’t the same when you’re a grown-up, are they?
PIC O' THE WEEK: Last year's celebration. Guess whose idea the cake was?
5/12/10
A Birthday Conversation
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4 comments:
Love it. My hubby's birthday is this Sunday and he's out of town all week. I literally said, "I hope you don't want a party because I don't have it in me." Yes, turning 36 is not quite as exciting as birthdays pre-kids. Like his 30th birthday when I rented a beach house, filled up a kiddie pool with ice cold beer and bought coozies that read, "Shawn's 30, So have another."
Tell C. I said Happy Birthday and I hope all is well!!
Hilarious! What a great story. And a great picture.
So funny. I hope he had a great b'day. And I'm thinking the cake from last year was Miles' idea - although I'm sure your husband loved it.
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