Oh, my goodness! Is it really possible I have a child who is fifteen? Oh me, oh my! I think this birthday was a good one for my boy. On Saturday Sean took Djeryd and several friends out to laser tag and then back home for pizza and a LOT of soda pop.
(My kids were in heaven with all that pop.) The boys kept mixing all the flavors together and exclaiming repeatedly that their drinks tasted “just like Skittles!” Hmmmm, I think maybe not so much.
Those boys were seriously the nicest kids ever. And they were so quiet! It was kind of weird actually. It was nice for Djeryd, though, because he’s kind of a quiet boy and at all of his past birthday parties he has become very stressed within a very short period of it starting. It all just gets too boisterous for him. But this year seemed perfect.
His actual birthday was not quite so perfect. We ran into a bit of a hiccup with his presents. Because Djeryd’s birthday is so close to Christmas, we buy most of his birthday presents while Christmas shopping. We stash them with the Christmas gifts and just don’t wrap them until Christmas is over and done with. (Actually, we don’t wrap any birthday presents in this house – we use blankets and pillowcases and pretend we are “living green”.) So, Djeryd’s birthday presents were squirreled away in the bottom of our closet with the last of the shipping boxes and shopping bags on Christmas. Sean, in his wonderful ambition to tidy up the closet post-holiday may have perhaps accidentally tossed out a couple of Djeryd’s gifts with the recycling. So all my poor boy had to open on his birthday were some dress socks for church and a tie. So exciting. Sean, feeling so very bad about the blunder, handed over the three bottles of sparkling cider we were all supposed to enjoy with dinner. Djeryd gladly accepted and slurped them down himself. Djeryd just kept laughing and laughing when we told him what happened and was so forgiving and gracious about it all.
And then he blew out his candles and we ate cake.
And the kids claimed their corners of the cake.
And Elle smiled.
And I counted my blessings that I get to be this boy’s mama. Djeryd is so good. He is kind and loving and tries so very hard to do what he believes is right – no matter what. He gives me someone to talk to about history and literature and culture. He is quick to help out, always happy to serve and loves to feel like he is making a real difference in the world around him. Djeryd, I love you. Thank you for being you and for being such a good example to all those little people in our family who are watching your every step so closely. Just keep being the wonderful person that you are. Love you!
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