Makin' it rain

My baby... my first born... my Xander-Man is now 17 years old. It's so hard to believe. I hugged him for so long and super tightly tonight. I told him he had to stay 17 forever. Like Edward. =) Except, he doesn't need to sparkle. I think he draws the line at sparkling.

Alex is a Halloween baby. And this was the first Halloween he wanted to go out with his friends, and leave us peasants behind. Shame on him.

Because we love him. We let him go. And picked him up promptly at 9:30.

:D

And then proceeded to give him his present.

Marcos and I decided on the amount and figured this would be a much more fun way of giving it to him, instead of a gift card. 

It took him a while. But eventually he ended up at 200. While he was counting... I was sure to point out that the ones did not come FROM a strip club...(I hope)... nor should they be FOR a strip club.

One of my best parenting moments, ever. :)

Happy 17th Birthday, my sweet child. We love you soooo much. We love your heart. And your mind. And the way you take care of everyone. Stop growing. That's an order.