May 4, 2005
Happy Nineteen


my baby is NINETEEN ... sniff ...


The birthday entries are actually becoming more difficult to write, the older they get.

You'd think that they'd be the easiest entries of all to crank out: just dig up an embarrassing photo out of the family album and finesse it a little in PaintShop Pro  ...  write a couple of weepy/mushy/sentimental paragraphs, all about how much you love them, how you hope they're having the best birthday ever, how tough it is to be separated by seven hundred miles on this special day  ...  tack a few "Memorable Previous Entries" links at the bottom of the page  ... 

...  and
voilà!  Instant birthday entry!  

Instead, I'm finding myself having to scramble to come up with something fresh and amusing and memorable to say, every time another Tot Birthday rolls around.  [Which, I might add, they seem to be doing with alarming frequency anymore.]  It's not an issue of writer's block, exactly  ...  although after twenty-three years of Momhood  [and seven years of *FootNotes*] you sort of run out of ways to say  You make me proud, each and every day, simply by being you. Thanks for being the light of my life and the delight of my heart.  I love you.   And it's not an issue of maternal burn-out.  I'm as ferociously, ridiculously, unconditionally in love with all three of my children as I was on the day they were born.

I don't know WHAT it is, frankly.  But I'm working on it  ...  the same way I'm working on lowering my blood pressure, getting more sleep at night, answering my e-mail in a timely fashion, being nicer to my co-workers [even the ones I hate].  The self-improvement efforts never end around the *FootNotes* Factory.

In the meantime, let me just say this about my son on the occasion of his nineteenth birthday: 

You make me proud, each and every day, simply by being you.

Thanks for being the light of my life and the delight of my heart.

I love you.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY,

BOO!


xoxoxox




Memorable *Kyle* Entries
arrival
first haircut
son #only
the backpack
stranger in the house
snot and goo
sneaking up on me
birthday boy
i'm here if you need me

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