He had a birthday, shout hooray!
We all know that Simon is a great kid. He wants to be a great kid. He tries to be a great kid. Sometimes he tries harder than at other times, and sometimes he succeeds better than at other times. But still, we all know that he’s a great kid.
The things that I love about Simon are also the things that drive me nuts about him. Sometimes I just want to tell him, “Relax, don’t worry so much about your homework dude!” or, “Hey, I know you want to be the best you can be, but that is different from being The Best. So don’t sweat it so much if you come in second in MarioKart.”
But then he’ll go and learn another song on the piano or insist on helping with something that he really should learn but I’ve been too lazy to teach him and I’ll be like, “Okay, fine. You know what you’re doing. I’ll try not to get in your way so much.”
Suffice it to say, I’m glad he’s been patiently teaching me how to be a mom these 8 years, and I’ll gladly bake him a 6 layer cake with 6 different colors and frost it like a rainbow if he wants me too. And I’ll even make up a book and put the cover on top just because that’s how he wanted to celebrate his big day. That and MarioKart until 9:30. He won, and we won, and everybody won. And it was all because we have Simon on our team.