We had a wonderfully fabulous weekend here at the McResidence last weekend.
The weekend started with dinner on Friday evening at Olive Garden for our little family of four, our parents, and four couples who are near and dear to us. I had my usual, spaghetti with meat sauce AND a tiramisu for dessert. As an added bonus, my friend Cindy and I headed to Kohl’s at 10:00 PM for some stress-free shopping because there is hardly anyone at the Kohl’s at 10:00 PM which is just fine with me because the older I get the less I enjoy a big crowd.
Then on Saturday morning, (the morning of my 37th birthday), we were expecting a house full for Stevie’s 8th birthday party. By noon we had approximately 35 people here at our house to celebrate Stevie’s big day. It was a great day except for the fact that Stevie had two blisters on his tongue that made it difficult to eat and even talk.
Still, he had a great time eating ice-cream and opening gifts.
It pains me that he looks so old in this picture.
A few short hours later, Alex and I attended a family reunion type dinner of second cousins twice removed that I went to at my granny’s request because we had to “represent” my papa’s branch of the family tree. Not that I so much mind going to family reunion-type dinners except for the fact that Stevie had a basketball game and the game started at the same time as the dinner, thirty minutes away. SO, we did what any busy two-parent family does. McDaddy and I did the divide and conquer routine. He took Stevie and I took Alex.
As luck would have it Stevie scored TWO baskets AND his team had their first win.
And I missed it.
Still, I was happy that Stevie had a great game.
On Sunday, I spent the day re-living the events of Stevie’s birthday back in 2002. I had gone to Olive Garden for my 29th birthday (while on bedrest MINDYOU) and the very next day I had a scheduled non-stress test that ended exactly like this.
And a short 12 hours later, I was doing this.
That day changed my life.
My sweet boy changed my life. I am thankful for the privilege of being his mama and I love that his birthday is the day after mine.
Happy Birthday sweet boy!