Braving Boys

I had the pleasure of turning 40 on June 20 (really, it’s a pleasure, because it means I’ve lived for five years after breast cancer).

And I’m not in the least bit disappointed that the package I opened from Joey contained something I’d already owned for several years. Nope. I found it entirely sweet that my 9-year-old boy wrapped up all by himself my little pink laptop and power cord and had the present waiting for me on the kitchen table the morning of my big day.

Even better, though, was the card he made.

“Happy Birthday, Mom, I love you,” he wrote. Then he described me, in list form:

nice
funny
awsome
sweet
beautiful
good
good at everything
smart
helps a lot
is very cute
has a good attitude
healthy
skinny
not fat
awsome at losing pounds
a good person
good at her job
greatful

Laptops, yea, they come and go (and maybe come again!), but cards like this one, well, they have real staying power.

Thank you, Joey. I love you, too!