Happy Bday to my Matt!

Eleven years ago at this exact time I was at Brookwood Hospital. I had just gotten my sweet epidural. I had been having back labor and having never experienced this phenom eon , I was ready to strangle the next person who walked in my room without that needle. After a bad experience with an epidural with Tyler I had decided there was no way I could get one again. A couple of hours of back labor changed my mind.

But, back to Matt. I can't imagine life without this sweet boy. He was a quiet good baby and toddler and you could take him anywhere. He was so content and precious. He was a chub and his fat rolls were just too much for this momma.

Around three he became our family clown and family expert on dinosaurs. He has moved on from dinosaurs to his current passion of trapping possums and raccoons. I think his real current passion is the $1 he gets from his granddaddy for each one caught, but he is having a good time anyway. And Matt's gonna have a good time.

For his birthday breakfast he choose cherry pie and chocolate ice cream. And for his birthday supper he choose ribs and homemade mac and cheese. And cupcakes for dessert. He gets the day off from school and I have a feeling much of his free time will be figuring out how he can make his traps more effective. After all, $1 a raccoon is good money.

(Disclaimer: He uses live traps that cause no harm to said animal and they are taken to a wooded area far far away from our home to be released. I am not so kind-hearted towards raccoons and possums, but Matt is. After they ate 9 of my baby chicks I lost all good-will toward them. But as I am aiming for mother-of-the year, I carry them in the back of my van for him. Sometimes I wonder how I ended up in this life. But I am so glad I did.)

Happy Birthday my Matt!!!!