Join Me in Snarkville

There’s this thing in my world over the birthday.  Oh, yes, we all remember last year when I focused on me (which is totally unusual, right?) and looked at my birthday for what six or seven straight months?

Well, my dear son has been in FULL on birthday mode since like May.  Yes, I’ve trained him well, though I fear I may be forced to share my own birthday candles with him next month.  I’m a mommy, I can share — for the good of the child — and because after he goes to bed, I’m totally having a second piece of cake with my OWN candles, dangit.

Ok, back to the point here.  Duke is turning four — tomorrow.  Yes, tomorrow.  And yes, we’ve totally been celebrating around here for about a week.  (Frankly, this is really no different than the year he was born and I was kept trying to get the party started and he was all “No, thank you, Mommy, it is really nice in here. But I digress.)  I’d say the party began on Wednesday of last week.

A List of Birthday Celebrations that may or may not be a Four year olds idea of a birthday party:

1. First trip to the dentist.  Went very well.  Duke likes the part where they “got the oatmeal out of his teeth.”
2. A day at the amusement park.  Highlights included riding MANY rollercoasters — some of them completely on his own.  He also got soaking wet on the rapids ride — and never stopped grinning.
3. Shopping trips that included TWO Costco runs, a trip through Target, and Lowe’s.  Oh yes, that was fun.
4. 18+ pancakes consumed over the weekend.
5. Watched a movie AND ate a bowl of popcorn.
6. Ran the vacuum cleaner in his room.

And the birthday hasn’t even begun quite yet.  As I have it figured we will STILL be celebrating this birthday at the end of August too.  And you know, I’m totally ok with that — just as long as the four year old girl in me gets *MY* month of September.  (You thought we’d NOT talk about my birthday??  It’s like you don’t even know me.)