We are celebrating the birth of our first born son. He turns 18. Trust me...I am way too young to have an 18 year old!!! The young man wanted meat and more meat for his birthday meal... so I obliged and made Italian Beef Subs. I also made a cheesecake with fresh strawberries. I am sure the resident health nut will eat a piece of his birthday cake...well, at least I hope he will. I did notice him splurging on some Captain Crunch cereal this morning, but never fear, I did make a huge omelet to fill up his growling birthday stomach! And just last week, the resident health nut won a huge weight lifting competition for his weight class. It was a big deal, and to say the least he was thrilled. Do you know what he wants for his birthday? He wants to take Mix Martial Arts class. You know the one where they can kick, hit, judo chop, and wrestle you to the death or at least until you "tap out". Now somehow I just don't see that fitting into my peaceful home. I can hear all my boys going at it!!! It ought to be fun and exciting and LOUD!!! Such is the life of a momma with 4 boys and 1 sweet girl!
grace and peace,