Today, B is 15. As my girls would say, "O. M. G!"
There is alot of stress here on holidays and birthdays. There's the PTSD in me plus the high expectations of my son, which lead to meltdowns when "his day" doesn't match the big ideas in his head. He then sees the scaled down, realistic version of a birthday celebration as some sort of punishment and he acts out.
I dread special days. I love routine, scheduled, structured days. So do my kids.
So, OMG, I am going to bake a cake and make a special breakfast (second breakfast for most of us) and plaster a hopeful smile on my face.
I'd really like this to be a routine, structured day with lots of little nice surprises.
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I really should write the funny things my kids say here. One example from this morning:
JJ: "Remember the last time we made a cake and we were just googling around?" I think he meant fooling around... Communicating well doesn't come easily to most of my children, but it sure is funny!
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