That's right my biggest baby isn't so much a baby anymore. He's nine today, April Fools Day. I think that he loves that his birthday is April Fools day, despite his father's protests at midnight 4/01/99 when I went into labor with him. I think his own son made a fool of him.
I believe that not only is it a celebration of your kids life, but also for the dear mother who had to go through it all. I ecspecially love thinking back on GB's birthday, because everyone who loved and cared enough about me were all there that day waiting for his arrival. Wait and wait they did and never to leave for food or anything. I don't think I had ever felt more surrounded by love than I did that day. Sadly when we moved to TX the fan fare wasn't as big.
Here's a few baby pics, cause any proud momma always shows off baby pics on her baby's birthday
Now he's made the big time of being the lead role in the school play..he's all grown up..sniff.
I'll have a whole post of his birthday activities next weekend...it should be interesting as long as fear is not a factor for you. ;)
*Updated I jinxed myself last night before going to bed by mentioning to hubs that we have been so lucky that the boys have not been ill and have not missed any school. At 330 am, Mr Birthday boy released his bowels in the toilet..ahem. He seemed fine this morning but I went ahead and let him stay home just in case..besides I like to have the day off on my birthday too.*