My firstborn child crossed over this morning into the world of double digits.
Tee turned 10 with one request - Krispy Kreme for his class at lunch.
That would be reason number 1,232,564,644,430 why I love this child.
Oh, and a corn snake. I kinda liked the story with just the one request.
His daddy was thrilled beyond belief to oblige.
The snake came with these...
I found them in the freezer this morning, next to the Eggo Waffles. Do you know what those are? If you do, please pray for me. If you don't, I feel our relationship will only continue to grow if you allow me to keep you in the dark on a few things.
Another tradition we've learned in the 'hood is the "birthday dollar". When it's your birthday, you safety pin a dollar to your shirt and all day, people - friends or total strangers - will give you a dollar. Darius gave Tee his first of the day.
Then, at the end of the day, you walk over to Jan's and get some wings, or Big Red, or Hot Cheetos, or if you can stealthly lift a dollar off your child, some Milk Duds.
Happy Birthday, Buddy!