Watch out, we have an 8 year-old in the house! Hayden has reached the age he has been pinning for his whole life. Well, at least for the last 8 months and I'm sure it will be his favorite age for a few more months until he decides that he MUST turn 9 immediately because that's where the fun is at.
Every year since Hayden has been in preschool, he has wanted me to bring cupcakes to class on his birthday. I enjoy doing it and I loved that it made him so happy. So this year, I was planning on bringing in the traditional birthday cupcakes and I mentioned it to him and he, feigning nonchalance says, "Oh...that's ok, Mom. Don't worry about it." Hmmm...since Hayden would give his right arm and probably even an eyebrow for a cupcake, I was immediately suspicious. "You don't want me to bring cupcakes? Why?" I ask. His face gets red at this point and he can't quite look me in the eye. "I just don't need any this year." What?! I thought I had at least one more year before he got embarrassed of me but apparently, he's already embarrassed. Ouch. My poor heart. Oh well, since he's already embarrassed I might as well play it up and give him a big, wet, slobbery kiss in front of his friends. Maybe I'll forget to brush my teeth and comb my hair when I drop him off at school. This could be really fun....
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