Today is my momiversary. 8 years ago this very day is when my half-pint, Joseph, and I became an us.
He informed me this morning that he does not feel 8. In fact, he feels and looks like he's 7. But maybe tomorrow he will feel like he's 8 so that'll be his birthday, okay mom? Despite my assurances to the contrary he is convinced that this cannot possibly be his birthday. I think it's adorable that he doesn't yet understand that time marches on, no matter our preferences.