Today is the Big One's birthday. He's seven.
And I feel old.
He was perturbed this morning because, though today is his birthday, his party isn't until tomorrow. I suppose it's difficult for a seven year old to understand that people work, some are travelling to his party, etc., and so it's easier to have the party on Saturday than try to get everyone together Friday night.
So we compromised. I called the local radio station and had his grandparents turn the station on so he could hear. The radio DJ wished the kid a happy birthday and played a tune by his favorite country artist--Johnny Cash.
His reaction?
"It was great! It was just like a birthday party, but on the radio!"
Five seconds later: "Mom, can I have a new guitar?"
Sigh.
And I feel old.
He was perturbed this morning because, though today is his birthday, his party isn't until tomorrow. I suppose it's difficult for a seven year old to understand that people work, some are travelling to his party, etc., and so it's easier to have the party on Saturday than try to get everyone together Friday night.
So we compromised. I called the local radio station and had his grandparents turn the station on so he could hear. The radio DJ wished the kid a happy birthday and played a tune by his favorite country artist--Johnny Cash.
His reaction?
"It was great! It was just like a birthday party, but on the radio!"
Five seconds later: "Mom, can I have a new guitar?"
Sigh.
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