He's Still My Baby...


Today is my son’s 18th birthday.  How the hell did that happen so quickly?  It can’t possibly be true, but sadly it is – I’ve double checked the calendar.  Eighteen years ago today, I gave birth to a 7 lbs 7 oz, 19 inch baby boy.  He’s not so little anymore, but still as adorable…
Here is a brief conversation from this morning:
Me:   Happy Birthday.
The Boy:  Thanks.
Me:   So, what are you going to do today? 
The Boy:   Go back to bed.
Me:   Is there anything special you are planning to do to celebrate turning 18?
The Boy:  I’m going to buy a lottery ticket and a girly magazine.  Can I have 20 bucks?
Me:  *snort* (as I begin to laugh hysterically).  Have fun with that.
The Boy:  Yep
(at this point J chimes in)
J:   I suggest Playboy.  Ummm, I hear they have great articles.
The Boy:  Okay, but I’m not sure that’s what they’re known for.
What more is there to say?  I love my dysfunctional family.

Comments

Simply Suthern said…
Congrats to your son on making 18 yrs. I know you are excited.

My daughter just turned 18 in June. She was our third to reach that threshold so the thrill is waning a bit at the house.

Teens sleep a lot dont they? Prolly cause they are on the phone all nite.

Eat a piece of cake for me.
raydenzel1 said…
We have also reached that threshold 3x. An accomplishment or survival, I can't decide.
Brian Miller said…
ha. happy birthday to your son...and hope he make the most of it...lol.
*krystyn* said…
Happy Birthday to your son!!

Hilarious conversation too!!

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