There is nothing like the wonder of a 5th birthday party when the birthday boy gets to open his presents after the festivities. What I would not give to know what gift prompted that perfect little thrilled face on my boy. And the equally impressed face of my other little boy to his left. Of course, his sister – the Boss, was on hand to make sure he opened his gifts correctly.
Fast forward 15 years that flew by so quickly I am suffering from a little mommy whiplash today just thinking about it. And there is my boy, firmly planted in his new college life, most probably still fast asleep right now.
But waiting for him in the package room in the dorm would be the ever famous box of…
you guessed it: 18 presents. This idea came from my friend Karen and I copied her for Jana’s 21st. Of course sending it to Spain cost more than the contents but it was surely worth it.
So, to my 18 year old ‘baby’, may this day and your new life be as filled with wonder and excitement as your 5-year-old face in the picture above. And know that no matter how old you get, you will always be a little bit of that bowl hair cut sporting, basketball jersey and t-shirt wearing, lego building little guy in this mom’s heart.
Happy Birthday Danny Boy. Be all you can be and…
Love you, man!
7 responses to “Eighteen!”
Great post. I love the #packages idea! Happy Birthday to Danny!
Happy Birthday to the little blond boy who owes so much to his best buddy Mikey.
Nice memories. My granddaughter’s 5th b/d was last week.
I can’t take it!! So did you ask Danny if he remembered what the present was that he opened 13 years ago?
I think I’m going to cry….
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