Happy birthday to the best, not so little, 5 years old boy that I know....my "baby" Owen. Holy moly I can't believe he's 5 already. I remember being pregnant with him and how miserable I was for the first 20 weeks of that pregnancy. Then, I remember being induced and things not going to MY plan and ending with a c-section, the first of three.
Truly though, he has been such a joy to our family. He's like our family "policeman" and keeps the other two kids right in line with the goings on around here. Sometimes he gets a little too carried away and tries to scold the other two kids for their wrong doings. But, he is the very first person to help me when I need it, with whatever I need help with at the moment. He's the first reason I became a mom and will always hold a very special place in my heart. All of my children will, but there's something special about a firstborn that never really goes away.
I decided this year instead of "doing" a party I was going to "take" him to a party. He chose 5 of his friends and we took them to see the movie Yogi Bear. It was the perfect party for our family. We bought the tickets, popcorn, drinks, the whole shootin' match, but had NONE of the clean-up. The theater employees had that responsibility. We came back to our house had cupcakes and opened presents and by that time, it was time for the parents to come get their kids. It worked perfectly and I will be all too HAPPY to do that again.
Happy birthday, Owen. We love you and are so grateful and happy to have you in our family!!!
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