Birthday Boy

Today is the day we celebrate the end of a stage of life. We are celebrating to end of of 8 agonizing hours of epidural free labor. 5 years ago today my baby boy was born and put me out of my misery. Now instead of begging for an epidural I reach for a Zoloft each morning.

He had a wonderful day and I did too, especially compared to 5 years ago.

Here is how his day went...
Sleep in later than everyone else.
Get surprised by the decorations done while he was sleeping.
Have donuts (dino eggs) and sausage (dino meat) for breakfast
Follow dino tracks to find hidden T-rex egg
Smash the egg to get goodies inside
Open presents... lots of dinosaurs
Eat lunch his choice, potato soup
Slaughter everyone in Star Wars Trivial Pursuit
Play new computer game with Dad and Grandpa
Eat Pizza Hut for dinner, his choice again
Have cake for dessert
Blow out candles
Blow out candles
Blow out candles
Blow out candles
Laugh
Blow out candles
Laugh
Blow out candles
Laugh
Laugh
Blow out candles
Turn on stove vent fan to clear smoke
Blow out candles
Blow...Blow.. Blow
Eat cake

Goodnight my sweet little boy, Happy Birthday.
You were worth those 8 miserable hours but an epidural sure would have been nice.