He's eleven. Eleven years old!
Do you even understand how old that is?
I mean....he's had one, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten, and eleven birthdays!!
He might as well be getting married tomorrow.
I've had enough of this getting older thing....
But until my magic "stop growing powder" is perfected,
I'll just have to deal with it.
Madden bought him a Bayblade remote control thingy majigger.

I bought him his favorite candy....
and felt really cool when he kindly reminded
me after he opened them.....
that he can't eat caramels now that he has braces.
BIG WHOOPS!!
(I told him just to suck on them and he'd be fine.
He ate the whole bag!)
Do you even understand how old that is?
I mean....he's had one, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten, and eleven birthdays!!
He might as well be getting married tomorrow.
I've had enough of this getting older thing....
But until my magic "stop growing powder" is perfected,
I'll just have to deal with it.
Madden bought him a Bayblade remote control thingy majigger.

I bought him his favorite candy....
and felt really cool when he kindly reminded
me after he opened them.....
that he can't eat caramels now that he has braces.
BIG WHOOPS!!
(I told him just to suck on them and he'd be fine.
He ate the whole bag!)





1 comment:
Happy birthday Maso! Love this kid.
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