The boy is 13 today. My baby. I have found that the odd years are strangely better than the even. Let's hope that continues. So far today? Not so much. He woke me up at 8:30, wanting to know if he can open his present(s) and eat cake NOW.. now now now now now now NOW! .... Um. NO. After dinner. Which started the waterworks (fake, but still there). Seriously? And last week he went to school on Monday and was out for the rest of the week due to the flu - I think something like 40-50% of kids were out, so school was canceled. Luckily we've both stayed healthy, whew! But in that week, he's chosen to play on the computer, out with his friends and not do any of the homework he's behind on. So today, when I printed out all the logs and sent him to work on them - he pitched a fit. "It's MY BIRTHDAY.. wahhhhhhhhh wahhhhhhhh wahhhhhhhhh". HE chose not to do this stuff all week, and I'm supposed to feel bad about his choices? Not so much. Yesterday was mine and I spent it making HIS cake. No sympathy from me. LOL Ahhhhh parenting. Gotta love it.
Now he's going to try and do everything he can to get out of doing it. He didn't want a party, but now he wants to invite the neighborhood kids for cake. I already told him not to expect presents from them if he does - and to just enjoy the time with them. He just doesn't get it. Arrgh.
Work this week was interesting. There's some weird mojo going on, I can't put my finger on it - but it's there.
Hope everyone else had a good week and is healthy!