Thursday, August 30, 2012

Happy birthday Squeaker!

In a few short hours my baby... my Not Negative, my Squeaker, will be 5 years old.  It's hard to believe that he has been on this earth for 5 years.  Crazy I tell you.  He's such a sweet, spirited, pain in the ass child.  I love him for it and in spite of it.  While his speech previously was delayed we now frequently hear "Is this appropriate for me to watch?"  He runs, he loves hard and furiously.  He's a pistol to put it mildly.  But he's my pistol.  His teacher understands him and knows he needs a firm but loving hand.  Which hopefully means he won't be spending time in the naughty room also known as the PSR (problem solving room) during the school year.  He's got definite opinions on everything.  It's quite comical.  He gave me a talking to when I attempted to put a toy in the goodwill pile that he had just gotten at a garage sale with Nana.  "Do you know how much that cost?  It cost Nana 25 dollars, it's brand new.  You can't give that to goodwill!  She'll be very upset!" (this went on for about 5 minutes)

He wants to be a canine cop.  How funny is that considering he's growing up in a houseful of dogs and his father is a police officer.  

Happy birthday my sweet boy... you made me a mommy and I am ever so thankful for you each and every day of my life.  

1 comment:

Maribeth said...

He's 5? Oh my goodness how did this happen? Happy Birthday Squeaker!!!