Another Birthday
For Emma, that is. She turns 8 today. You can tell it's a special day when she gets out of bed and gets dressed, on her own, without being forcibly dragged from under the covers. Today she did it 45 minutes early (7:00 is normal wake-up time on a school day, and she was up at 6:15, five minutes after I finished her giftwrapping).Tonight will be her umpteenth birthday party this year; she already had a couple with family during her visit to California, plus there'll be whatever they do for kids at school (you bring in treats for the class on your birthday, so that at least is taken care of). After the California bashes, there were (I hope) only two major must-own items she didn't have: skate shoes kind of like these (the sneakers with skate wheels that pop right out of the sole -- clearly a necessity in today's fast-paced world, and I don't know how I've lived without them this long) and a Game Boy Advance. Kristi and I are getting her the Game Boy, and we also bought her the skate shoes (on her grannie's behalf; Shirley couldn't find them in California). We also got her a couple of Shel Silverstein books she didn't have.
I have mixed feelings about the Game Boy. What swung me over was the realization that, when she misbehaves, I can take it away as punishment. Oh, the fun I'll have.
Mom and my niece Melissa are visiting; they got in at 10:00 last night (though by the time I got them home it was closer to 11:00). I hope to get some additional birthday blogging in tonight, but it might have to wait until tomorrow.
posted by MeanMrMustard @ 8:40 AM
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