About 12 years ago, when this little sweetie was 2...
he woke me up from a dead sleep at 5 in the morning. It was one of those moments when you sense someone is standing near you, hovering, just waiting for you to wake up, and so you do, in a complete panic, wondering what's wrong.
"Mommy?" he asked, winsomely, working those sweet little eyebrows and dimples, "I have candy?"
Not much has changed in the course of 12 years. He still knows how to work those dimples.
And he still loves candy.
So this year, for his 14th birthday, he got a bagful of candy and gum from A to Z, Atomic Fireballs to Zone Bar. I found something for every letter in the alphabet, except one.
Surprisingly, it wasn't Q or X. Nope, the elusive candy was U. So he got one little package marked "Unknown." It was actually a tube of toothpaste. You know, to counteract the fact that I just loaded him up with sugar.
Of course, no teen birthday would be complete without a few electronics.