You Say It’s Your Birthday? It’s My Birthday Too!

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Happy Birthday to All of Us.Another birthday has come and gone.

My official age can now be best described as old. I know its official because the last time I was in the sporting goods store looking at running shoes, the young lady helping me asked if I was going to use them to walk.

I said, “Yes, possibly upside your head if you insinuate I am old again.”

I didn’t really say that, although I did think it.

Actually, I don’t mind birthdays anymore. It is just a number and like I have said before, getting older certainly beats the alternative.

Around my house a birthday is cause for celebration, because my daughter loves to celebrate.

Like all 7 year olds, she loves many things… ice cream, pizza, milk, pop tarts, French fries, SpongeBob, her friends, singing, crafting, school, sleepovers, and most of all presents.

She loves everything about presents. She likes to receive presents. She likes to give them. She absolutely loves to open them.

And most of all she loves to give herself presents on my birthday.

Actually, that isn’t completely true. She loves to give herself presents on any day that we should be celebrating me.

Christmas, birthdays, and Father’s Day are all occasions readymade to head off to the mall and buy something nice for herself.

Sure, she says it’s for me. She has to. It would be tacky if she put her own name on the package.

And she would never do that, because we have raised her right (and by right, I mean like most parents we are just trying to survive… mainly the upcoming teenage years).

I hear about dads who get ugly ties for gifts. It makes me jealous. That would be a gigantic step up for me. At least I wouldn’t have to worry about her wearing my tie.

She always buys me something that she has talked about for months.

For Father’s Day, I got the Wii that she has always wanted. For my birthday, she got me Wii accessories. I am the proud new owner of Mario Kart and the 3 steering wheels that she has had her eye on (the whole family can now play “together”).

I am assuming that at Christmas I will be receiving a pink and purple cell phone with a fancy case that sparkles. Or possibly getting my ears pierced (suddenly, the phone doesn’t sound so bad).

I am giddy with excitement.

All of this is bad enough, but I am also paying for my/her gift.

Yes, that’s right.

She goes shopping to buy me/herself something on my dime.

When did I lose control? My best guess is it occurred roughly 4 seconds after she was born and announced that she was now in charge.

She didn’t make this announcement out loud, but there was definitely a look that told me she was now calling the shots.

I can hardly wait for 2017.

For some reason, I am thinking that will be the year I get a car for my birthday.

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6 Responses to “You Say It’s Your Birthday? It’s My Birthday Too!”


  1. kimwren1
    on Sep 29th, 2008
    @ 4:22 pm

    Enjoyed your post!! Totally laughed at the honesty in this….so true!!
    Of course your tagline for this post does give away your age… and I only say that because it gives away mine ‘cuz now I’m totally singing that and having flashbacks!


  2. Tim
    on Sep 29th, 2008
    @ 6:18 pm

    I wish my kids would get me a Wii (or an iPod touch) for my birthday. I could totally get into Mario cart.

    LUCKY!


  3. sarah
    on Sep 29th, 2008
    @ 8:19 pm

    Oh my goodness…little girls sooo can wrap their daddies around their fingers. I love it how you’re a big, powerful principal-man…but still crumble under the actions of your sweet, little girl. You better pick out a nice car for yourself in 2017…give her your old one. It’d be a Happy Birthday for the both of you.


  4. darren
    on Sep 29th, 2008
    @ 9:32 pm

    Be careful what you ask for, if you do get a car, I bet you’ll look real good in that pink vw bug ;)


  5. Julie Squires
    on Oct 1st, 2008
    @ 3:23 pm

    Just experienced a birthday myself on the 20th! Understand completely where you are at! However, in my case it’s my sons I can’t say no to. Mind you, I am still my own Dad’s little girl!


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