SO. Spencer is now seven. What do I say about that? I
feel like this has been a challenging year, but also a learning experience for
all of us. Parenting is hard, yo. And being a kid is hard too. I’m really
trying to recognize that, although I’m sure I seldom show it. He’s my first
born, my love, my sweet boy.
Because of baseball, I didn’t know what to set up for his
birthday. Last year we took the weekend and stayed in a Disney resort and lived
it up, but I assumed there was practice and no one was sure when it was (the
scheduling of baseball leaves something to be desired) so I was limited in what
I could schedule. Finally mid-week we found out when Saturday practice was and
decided to invite a couple boys over for a sleepover. Just two boys, which
doubled the children in my house, and we had pizza and ice cream cake and
movies and it was a pretty good time. There was some arguing over the WiiU at
the beginning which made me seriously question my sanity for setting this up,
but ultimately everyone had a good time. There was, of course, very little
sleep which made Sunday morning and early afternoon difficult, but we persevered.
For Sunday, Spencer’s actual birthday, we got tickets to
the Lightning game and took the boys to their first hockey game, which they
LOVED. We were a little concerned because the tickets were more than expected
and they had so little sleep we thought it would end up being a waste but it
was a super good time.
And that was that! I love you, kid.
1 comment:
Happy belated birthday, buddy!!
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