Birthday Eve Ramblings from Big E

Tomorrow, Big E turns six.  

Mr. Yoy and I have made it 1/3 of the way to Big E's technical adulthood.  But who are we kidding?  We all know this kid is a scammer and will probably live off us until he is at least forty. 

Either way,  I'm really excited about this birthday.  I feel like we are moving into a new stage of independence and growth.  At dinner tonight I talked with Big E about what he expects to accomplish in his upcoming seventh year on this planet.

I WANT TO READ ALL THE BOOKS IN THE WORLD.

I WANT TO BUY THE REST OF THE LEGO CITY SETS.

I WANT TO STAY UP LATER.

CAN YOU STILL HAVE BABIES?  BECAUSE IF YOU CAN, I WANT A BABY BROTHER OR SISTER?

Hold up.  Stop the music.  I was way, way, way on board with all of his stated goals.  Even the Lego thing.  Up until the last one.

For the record, I am a spring chicken and could pop out at least three or four more kids, if I really wanted to.  And as much as I'd love to eat my face off and pack on an easy 50 pounds for the sake of my unborn child, that is a pretty big request. So, I deferred to Mr. Yoy.

YOU'LL HAVE TO ASK DADDY ABOUT THAT LAST ONE.

I quickly changed the topic and mentioned that in twelve short years he'd be moving out to attend Harvard.  Boston is really lovely in the fall, I assured him.

I looked over at Little E.  His bottom lip stuck out and began to quiver.

WHAT'S THE MATTER BUDDY?

He lost it.

I DON'T EVER WANT TO LEAVE YOU, MOMMY!

And even though I knew I should say something like, oh you'll be ready to go, I just told him he could live at home forever.  And attend Georgia Tech.  


The day my water broke.



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