Sterling turned eight years old today. It is hard to believe and strange all at the same time. My dear boy is growing up. We got him a wood burner. A handheld tool to burn a pattern into wood, he had a fabulous time with it all afternoon. I’ll try to get a photo of him with his creation. He was so proud. I played with my dad’s as a kid often and was thrilled to think of this for him. He once again requested a scavenger hunt to find his gifts and declared it to be the best birthday ever. I hope they continue to be a thrill for him. They were awesome for me until age 16. Now… not so much. Why is that?!
Tonight, just before bed, Sterling pulled his own tooth. As a dear boy who avoids pain at all costs and has considered tooth pulling to be akin to death, this was remarkable. But, he is 8 now… Too funny.
Sterling requested a chocolate crazy cake baked in the train shaped pan and blue and red icing for him to ice his own cake. Fail. I didn’t have enough powdered sugar to make the frosting and we went for plan B: chocolate frosting. He didn’t bat an eye at my mistake. Why is it harder to take then, when they just let things be not what they wanted and don’t make a peep about it? So frustrating. I’m thinking another cake is in order, once I have a chance to replenish the powdered sugar supply, just so he can decorate it.
Ellie was fussing the other day and when I asked her what was wrong, she plain as day said, “Poop”. I was shocked. She really did need her diaper changed. Every other kid I have potty trained before they were big enough to inform me of such discomforts. I’ve never potty trained at fourteen months. So, now what? Seems like she should at least be walking first!
Ellie ate horseradish sauce by the fistful tonight. She went back for more. Strange child. She also likes my “Good Girl Moonshine” – a concoction via Trim Healthy Mama of raw fresh ginger, water, apple cider vinegar, and Stevia. She makes the most awful face – and then goes back for more. Again, strange child.
Then again, Ruby drinks apple cider vinegar straight given half the chance, and many a sandwich have been adorned with horseradish before being inhaled by that dear girl.
Maybe we’re all weird.
Tomorrow, we’re headed to the zoo. Something, anything to get over the “daddy’s back at work” blues.
Happy Birthday Sterling!!You are really a big boy now with your new woodturning kit.
Horseradish is too strong for me. Amazing your kids can handle it. Funny!!
Happy birthday (late) Mr. Sterling. Wow, he is 8, that is unbelievable.
Miss Ellie, may be a challenge in totally new ways!!! I think potty training a non-walker would be a challenge, but a great one to overcome.