Monday, December 29, 2008

Christmas Birthday

My youngest son had a birthday the other day, his ninth. He obviously was pretty excited about it, as most kids are. When is the age when folks stop caring about, even begin to loath, birthdays? I suspect it's younger for women, but I believe we all get to that point, don't we?

Unfortunately (I suppose), he suffers from that dreaded right-after-Christmas birthday syndrome. You know, when you're in gift overload, "one more gift...great." Also, all of your school friends are on holiday. No birthday parties.

I asked him why he was so excited about his birthday.

"I'm one year closer," he said.

"One year closer to what?"

"One year closer to not having to order from the kids' menu."

"Don't be in such a hurry to grow up, boy..."

1 comment:

George said...

Being able to order off the "grown up menu" is a perk. Ordering from the wine list aint too shappy either.

I can sympathize with the post-Christmas Bday. Mine is Jan 3rd, which was always the day school started back, just to add insult to injury.