Singing the Sky

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We just had a quiet celebration at home with G., Sky, my parents and my brother. The friend who Sage was going to have spend the night didn’t show up because it turned out his dad was in town, and apparently the man microcontrols everyone’s life and wouldn’t let his son come. The kid’s mom was so embarrassed.

Anyway, here are some pics. This one is from a couple of weeks ago, when Sage went to church with the kid who was supposed to spend the night, A. He insisted on wearing a suit, because “Hispanics like to dress fancy”. I think it’s a genetic thing, as I’m still remembering his biological dad in his glittery shirts at the disco…

Sage decorated the cake with the strawberries. He wanted everything strawberry, even though it meant the cake would be pink. I think it’s cool that he doesn’t care about stuff like that. Of course, other kids don’t.

My brother had brought some trick candles over. It took several tries, and a lot of splattered wax, before they went out.

G. bought him a new bike, since he has outgrown the old one. He picked out the same exact model that he had before. Hey, if it works! He was a bit disappointed that he didn’t have a bigger party. I promised that we’d invite the entire class to the local gym party factory thing we have here next year. He seems cool with that. Meanwhile, I’m watching pennies because of the house.

I can’t believe he’s nine. Well, he won’t officially be until tomorrow. And he’ll be spending his birthday at school in in-school suspension. You see, he got mad at his gym teacher for making them run laps and made up a big huge story about how she cursed kids out and made them cry. He wanted her to get fired, he said, after the story was disproved my the principal, assistant principal and the other kids. Oh that was embarrassing. I see that I have a kid who does his bad stuff behind the scenes. I was the same way. Sneaky.

Other highlights of the week have been that he acted up during the states TAKS testing, and he got a magnet and ran it over the television, saying, “Hey Mom, isn’t this cool?!”

He didn’t get in trouble for the magnet thing because he really didn’t know. He knows now, and will be constantly reminded by the big blue spot that covers the lefthand bottom corner of the television. I informed him about the computer since we were discussing the wonders of magnets…

My dad thought it was hilarious.

My mother said he was lucky to be having a ninth birthday.

I’m hoping we have a smooth rest of the year.

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