Matty is 12 years old today. I can’t believe it. I still feel like I’m 12 most days so having one in my house always amazes me.
Matt turned 12 at 12:11 this morning. I will never forget how much I begged the doctor to change his birthday to May 2. I feared odd numbers. Everything bad had happened to me on odd numbered days. I figured if they can fib on 11 minutes. Nope. Then I was mad because if the doc would have let me push like my body wanted to he would have been born on 2nd.
I finally decided May 3 wasn’t so bad. At least he didn’t share a birthday with anyone. Then my aunt showed up that night with her 3rd husband. They were going out for his birthday. At least they divorced, and she moved onto another major loser, so Matty has HIS birthday back.
Matt is starting to get the idea of having a birthday. He doesn’t understand he is older but he knows there are presents involved. He is spending today with his dad’s family and tomorrow with me. So his party here is tomorrow afternoon. He picked out his own cake from the bakery at the grocery store. It’s a Spiderman 3 cake. I’m sure most of his stuff will be Spiderman. He LOVES Spidey. I’m going birthday shopping this morning. Speaking of which…I better get in the shower and get ready. Theresa is meeting me here at 9 to go shopping.
Have a great weekend!!