Miles Is A Legend

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Today Miles turned six. Today is Friday the 13th, the first one since Miles was born 6 years ago on Friday the 13th on a full moon in October. We tell him it's a lucky day in our family. I knew he would be born that day for some reason. When he came out he had a birthmark in the shape of a lightning bolt on his forehead. He still has it, but it's so faint that really only he and I know it's there. I remember thinking to myself, 'Man, what am I in for with this lightning bolt child?'

Now I know. As a baby, Miles' was incredibly engaging. We called him 'Prince Charming'. He was obsessed with food from the beginning. Most babies start getting a little fussy when they're hungry and you have a few minutes to get the bottle ready. Miles screamed bloody murder the moment he felt the first pang of hunger and if I didn't whip my boob out fast enough, he would refuse to eat and scream for 20 more minutes just to let me know that that? That was unacceptable. When he switched to baby food he would yell at me in between bites. He is still obsessed with food. After breakfast he wants to know what is for lunch. As soon as he finishes his lunch, he says he's starving for snack. And then after snack he starts quizzing me about dinner.

He and I have very much in common. However, he also has my spunky temperment, which means he is constantly testing limits. Miles and I fight a lot. One of the first things he learned how to say, complete with bratty shrug was "I don't have to." Only it came out "I-oh hattoo."

Because his birthday falls in the middle of October, he misses the school cut off by 12 days. He is only just now starting kindergarten. When we went through the terrible twos with him, I remember feeling sorry for myself because I had 4 more years with him at home. He ended up being really good at pushing my buttons, but he also ended up being my best little helper. Now that he's started school, he and I both were kind of surprised to find that we miss each other terribly. He's been my little friend for so long now. It's really weird without him.

Tonight he requested sushi for dinner. We presented him with his gift (a pirate costume) which he wore to my show tonight.

I always try to make birthdays really special. I bring cupcakes to the class. We have another treat in the afternoon before Daddy gets home, and then we go out to dinner and something fun after that. Usually on the weekend we have a big themed birthday bash for their friends. Tonight when we got home from the show Miles said "Mommy, thank you for making my birthdays so great. They're the best days of my whole life." Those are the little moments that make all the stress and work worth it.

Tonight, for a treat, he sleeps in our bed and falls asleep watching food network with me. Miles, though we fight, I love you so much. You are a great little friend.

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