Just like that – in a blink – I closed-opened my eyes, and he’s fourteen.
With gifts wrapped festively in Christmas wrap, a friend sleeping over, and his favorite dinner recipe freshly prepared, we rang in his fourteenth birthday beside the Christmas lights twinkling reflections onto the table.
I went dessert crazy, preparing way too much in my excitement.
His birthday cake choice – ice cream!
I wish I knew what he wished for.
You’re never too old to have cake on your face.
Happy fourteenth birthday to my first born dude.