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Daniel turns twelve today. TWELVE.
He did not get permission for this and I, for one, am flabbergasted at this development. I believe that I gave birth to him just the other day.
Daniel has grown from a sweet baby to a sweet little man. He’s smart, handsome, funny, but always so sweet.
The attacks on 9/11 are clearly significant; however, it’s also Daniel’s birthday and I’m celebrating him on this day. Remembering, yes. But celebrating this child who changed my life, YES.
If I didn’t have Daniel, I would never be this woman today. I like who I have become and it’s in large part due to his birth.
And now, today, my sweet, darling baby Daniel is twelve. And sweetpeas, twelve is a whole lot different than five. Or ten. He is still a sweetheart, sure. But that sweetness is now tempered by an intense need for personal time, a short fuse, the sudden belief that everyone is staring at him, and well…
There is the bershon.
Dear lordallmighty, since when did my child do this? I remember doing this and that was like, just yesterday when I was still wearing legwarmers and a matching perm with Anne.
But Daniel is now twelve. And apparently, twelve is when you ride the line of adorable and bitchy.
My baby’s loving, sweet, hormonal surging bershon self is twelve and I can’t wait to see what happens next. You know, after the bershon.
Happy Birthday, baby!
Posted by Melissa on September 11th, 2006 under Spawn
September 11th, 2006 at 11:06 am
I find it quite hilarious that he is being testy will having the world’s largest pink rose on his lapel. I mean, who can take that seriously?
“I am too cool for all of you. Sniff my giant rose and suffer, minions!”
September 11th, 2006 at 11:24 am
What a handsome guy! Happy Birthday to him!
September 11th, 2006 at 1:17 pm
Handsome dude. Good to know he’s still a sweetie pie. Even with all of those crazy hormones…
September 11th, 2006 at 4:42 pm
boys…
“did you know you burn 10% mor calories carrying a boy than a girl? men - they just take and take from you from the very begining.” Dr. Bailey Greys anatomoy
congrats mom!
September 11th, 2006 at 4:59 pm
Hah! My son is only 7 and is currently throwing a temper tantrum over a subtraction problem. I know this will get worse….
Happy birthday - I hope mine lives to be 12 (that’s if I don’t kill him first!!!!)
Deep breaths, mommy, deep breaths.
Congratulations to you, Melissa! Isn’t Mommy-hood grand?
September 11th, 2006 at 6:22 pm
Okay - I’m sane again. Homework is done.
I’m so glad to hear that you celebrate his birthday rather than dwell on 9/11/01. Something bad happens every other day for someone.
Much better to dwell on the happy and miraculous than on the sad and tragic.
September 11th, 2006 at 9:02 pm
Happy birthday to your future heartbreaker.
(Is he trying to hide from you, or does he just have the same blink problem my huz has?)
September 11th, 2006 at 11:14 pm
What a handsome young man.
My much much younger little brother just turned 13 (13? 13? as in TEEN?) in June and I still can’t believe it. How do they grow up so fast? And what can I do to keep this from happening to my own son?
September 12th, 2006 at 8:37 am
What a beautiful boy!
September 12th, 2006 at 10:14 am
Anne, yes!
Penelope, he’s hiding. There are about a trillion newer pictures that look just like this. Without the world’s largest rose on his lapel.
How does one keep this happening? Um…
September 12th, 2006 at 10:25 am
Happy Birthday, Daniel!
It’s so encouraging to hear that they can stay sweet well into the pre-teen era.
September 12th, 2006 at 12:12 pm
Aw. I was hibernating most of the time yesterday so I somehow missed this. Happy birthday to the newest bershon!
:)