The little tyke's sixth birthday is due in around two weeks and I can't help but remember the ruckus he created over the date last year. The thing is, he was born three days after I turned 28.Last year, it dawned on him that his birthday came after mine and decided that wasn't fair. He said nothing to me, launching a tearful tirade at my mother instead! :)
"You gave birth to my mamma, why couldn't you wait until after the 24th?" he asked her, tears brimming over.
"Sweetheart, you know that's not in our hands. God decides when babies are born," she tried to explain.
"Yes, but you're the one who gave birth to her. Couldn't you have waited till the 25th or the 26th?" he sobbed.
Mum was at a loss. He sulked for days whenever the topic of his birthday came up. "But Mamma's comes before mine!" he would announce and walk away to mope in a corner. Nothing, absolutely nothing could make him feel better. My mother felt worse, despite the ludicrousness of it all. I'm certain she actually wished it was the other way around!
On my birthday, which I prefer to keep low-key, I got a bunch of balloons and a gift from my colleagues in the office. I took home the balloons and that cheered him up. He gave me a big hug and said it was okay that my birthday came first. I know he meant it and coming from him, it meant a lot to me.
Three days later, he had his friends over for a noisy celebration and all was forgiven.
A few days back, he talked about the chocolates he wanted to give out at school on his birthday and then ran off to build another Lego house.
"Has he remembered about his birthday coming after yours?" my mother enquired in hushed tones. I assured her he'd said nothing. She heaved a sigh of relief.
Let's wait and watch, though. There's many a tantrum due between now and the 24th. We're praying we won't have a 2007 re-run!
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Hi Again - just wanted to let you know that I put a link to your blog on my blog. Keep me posted on the "gray spots". Take Care!
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