Birthdays

Sonny Boy turns 9 within the next few days (gonna keep the real date secret from all those crazy blog stalkers - all three of you, ha!)  I can't believe it's been 9 years since I was in the hospital having a melt down because the doctor had made the pronouncement I would have to have a C-section.  Really, as upset as I was they would have had an easier time if they'd have just put me under all the way as opposed to just doing a block.  I think if I could have moved my legs I would have just crawled off of that OR table and told them to never mind.  Don't get me wrong, I was nervous about having a baby the old fashioned way and had already made up my mind I wanted an epidural as soon as they would let me have one. But I was completely freaked out by the fact I would be laid out on a table and have my giant belly cut open like a watermelon.  Other than a little terror on my part everything went fine and Sonny Boy was soon pulled out and promptly urinated on a nurse and Hubby before leaving the OR.

In the last 9 years we've certainly had our ups and downs.  The infant year was a dream, honestly Sonny Boy was a really easy baby.  Ages 1-2 he was a busy bee, ages 2-3 started getting rougher and ages 3-5 I questioned my sanity for ever wanting a child in the first place.  Today though Sonny Boy has grown into quite the responsible kid.  He still does dumb kid things of course, and his smart mouth gets him into trouble more than anything.  Today he did me proud though.  Today was the first day of Cub Scout day camp.  I picked him up to hear a half hour monologue of the day's activities and the changes that had been made since last year's camp, needless to say he had a good time.  After being home a little while his den leader called (she had been one of the adult leaders for the day) and told me a story that there had been a disagreement between Sonny Boy and a random kid - not from our group - about to whom a "walking stick" belonged to.  The Den Leader told me that Sonny Boy was calm and handled the situation gracefully and kept his cool despite the other kid being a little brat.  Sonny Boy gave the kid his stick in an effort to keep the peace despite the fact it was probably his stick.  Den Leader said he was really the responsible, reasonable kid in the exchange and had done very well.  It's nice to hear your kid does the right thing even when your not around.

With Birthdays come presents and Sonny Boy is at a hard age.  He's getting too old to really be interested in many of the regular toys (besides legos) and I refuse to buy tons of video games and electronic stuff for him.  What a quandary.  We ended up purchasing him a radio/cd player, some sports shorts - hate those things- some BB's and a target, and a solar powered model kit along with some other paraphernalia.  I'll take some cupcakes and "vader-ade" to share with his pack at camp for a "Happy Birthday" sing and we'll open presents at home.  No big blast this year, though we have discussed something bigger possibly for Igor's birthday that he will benefit from like waterpark or something of that nature.  No final decision have been made on that yet.

Funny how I always come up with good blog topics when I'm nowhere near the keyboard and by the time I can get around to writing them they go away like a butterflies.  Either way the blog is getting stale.  I suppose I need to scribble down in a notepad when I get awesome ideas, but it's difficult to write while in the shower and by the time I dry off the idea is gone.