100th Blog Post and HAPPY BIRTHDAY THOMAS!!

I guess these are both milestones and worth noting, especially Thomas's birthday. My baby is now 11 years old!! Where does time go? He's always been a mamma's boy..and I love that. All my children have slept with us as babies but when the next baby arrived the first one moved out and into their own bed...but when Thomas came along there were no babies to come and take his place...so he stayed. The nurse at the health center told me not to worry, she had yet to meet a confirmant who slept with their parents- this was when Thomas was 2 and kids are confirmed when they are 15...great only 13 years left I thought!! He's gotten better about moving out when Stig comes home...there honestly isn't any room. I think he'd stay but we can't sleep three of us in bed anymore when he's so big. I asked him once when he was younger what he was going to do when he had a baby someday...."the baby will sleep here with us" he said pointing to a spot between him and me. I said "but honey, where will the baby's mommy sleep??" "She'll sleep at her house!!" He smiled back at me, proud and confident in his answer!!! Hahahaha!!!

He's still a mamma's boy but he's changing...I guess they do that..he's into video games and dragons and flames...anything tough and cool. He thinks I'm one of the funniest people in the world and his laughter is so contagious..it's so high pitched as he hasn't hit puberty yet...I'm going to miss that high pitched laughter someday when he grows up. He and I will joke around in the car and he'll start to get out of hand- making little slide comments about me or trying to jerk my chain. I pull him back to reality by telling him he shouldn't talk to his mamma like that. He thinks I'm still joking when I say that and I go all serious on him...I want to laugh but I DO want him to respect me and not get out of hand with his comments. He usually ends that situation with " I really thought you were joking around mamma.." to which I say "if I was joking around I'd probably laugh like this..."and then I laugh hysterically or something goofy and he starts laughing and we're back to goofing around together...

He doesn't know what he wants to do with his life yet...which is fine..he's still only 11..but I like to tease him that he can live up in the apartment and be my lawn boy when he gets older...yes, maybe that's a little reverse psychology there to spur the boy in the right direction (education and a real job) and it might be working...he just says to me, Nooooo way is he going to be my lawn boy- he's going to be a professional soccer player....or whatever is his fancy at the moment. My dad suggested some day he'll either be a banker or a thief as he is highly motivated by money and would do just about anything for money...much like a labrador would do anything for food....or a lioness for that matter.....ok ok....and me too!! :-))

He's fallen in love- really hard- twice. He came home with a beautiful boquet of flowers once and showed them to me very proudly. I thanked him so much and gave him a hug and he told me they weren't for me...they were for the girl he liked...have to admit that broke my heart...didn't expect there would be any other girls in his life besides me for a long while...but after this girl dumped him after he spent his birthday money on her...he found a new girlfriend whom he also lavished with gifts he bought with money he had and she also dumped him soon after..I was thinking he'd change his mind about girls after these two episodes but he's in love again...I think it's too early and I've told him this...but he tells me "You know mom, I am 11 now!!" ;-))

He's the only one in the family still shorter then me...I love that but I know someday that will change. I try and talk to him like I do with the girls...ask him some personal questions and tell him if there is anything he wants to talk to me about he can...but he doesn't want to talk to me about ANYTHING personal- only Stig. I guess that is natural but it hurts sometimes because he use to come to me for everything...I keep telling him I'm not like other girls- I'm his mom...I've seen him naked, he was inside me..we share a bond...but he ain't budging...he won't tell me anything that has to do with anything personal about his body or such...I'm glad he has his dad though...when he's here.

Thomas looks at Sarah as another mother type figure...not really a playmate...that he has in Julia. Those two are like cats and dogs...they can play so wonderfully together one moment and the next are fighting so bad!! When one is gone the other is bored to death..they need each other but they can't admit it. I keep telling Julia that someday Thomas will be bigger then her and get even for all the times she pounces on him and is rough with him...she just laughs....I guess we'll see who laughs last...

Happy Birthday my darling Thomas...I wish you so many more birthdays, so many more moments of happiness and joy in your life, I wish you health and all good things. Love you so much little man...

And now to my 100th posting on my blog. Who would have guessed I'd stick with something long enough to have a 100 anything...well, you guys are addicting and I get even more inspired to keep writing when someone new shows up!! Can't imagine I have anything exciting or thrilling to write about but obviously there are some of you hanging in there with me...I'll try not to disappoint you on the next 100 postings!!!

Cheers folks!!! :-))