13.5.12

Saturday:
my boy turned nine today.  nine!
that's craziness, I tell you.  
insanity.



I held him in my lap this morning and told him about the day he was born - about how when I was in labor, the nurses yelled at me "didn't they teach you how to push in your birthing class!?", and about how he finally slipped out and the doctor caught him and let me hold him just for a second before they whisked him away to do who knows what some important baby testing.  I told him that when Loli came to visit us in the hospital, she said that he was the handsomest baby she had ever seen (and Loli never gave out fake compliments), and that the nurse said that she had never seen such a bright-eyed, alert baby in all her years at the hospital . . .


To celebrate 9 awesome years of life with Malachai,
we baked a cake;
then we packed it up with some plates and forks
and took it to the park.

On the way to the park we stopped by the local ice-cream shop to make Malachai's birthday dream come true (mint chocolate chip ice-cream) . . . which we later regretted  because I'm pretty sure that the mint chocolate chip  ice-cream was just frozen toothpaste with chunks of chocolate added.

Summing it up:
1. I'm so thankful for my boy
2. it's getting easier to bake with Josu and Selma
3. Mexico does salsas way better than mint chocolate chip ice-cream




3 comments:

  1. and you got some sweet pictures...and made me feel bad because I didn't do that lap-birth-story thing...maybe I'll go do that anyway! You're a good momma...and you have lovely children...

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  2. Naomi - Your story made me laugh because the nurses yelled at me when I was doing my very, very best to push out Gwyneth. They kept saying, "You're doing it wrong!" -- really? It was a discouraging moment then, but it will probably make a good story when she turns 9.

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  3. Aww, love this post :) Happy belated birthday to Malachai!! Oh and I especially love your summary at the end, haha! Miss you guys!!

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