My son turned four yesterday. My beautiful boy who made me a mom. And tired and crazy and unbelievably content with my life.
He spent actual his birthday naked, playing with his new Aquaplay AquaLand (bought because I clearly love my son more than my sanity), and watching movies while we ate donuts and salami and pasta.
It’s good to know we’re related. And yes, we only had one birthday party for him. Okay maybe two.