George turned 11 (wow I just typed 22 instead of 11 and was a little freaked out there ten years flashed by with two key strokes.)
For the kids' birthdays I go to their school and check them out at lunch time and we go out on a lunch date. Their choice. George chose the Purple Turtle. Those of you who are familiar with Utah Valley probably know of this place. It's a local landmark restaurant that is made out of lava rock and has a large purple roof.
The main reason he wanted to go there was for the Grasshopper shakes which I can't stand they taste like toothpaste to me...bleck. But that's what the birthday boy wanted and so that's what he got. We had a nice lunch talking about what he did in school and how his day had been so far. And I, of course, gave him a hard time about how gross the Grasshopper shake was. It's a friendly disagreement.
Then we went to the local grocery store to grab some donuts as a treat for his class. As we were walking in I grabbed onto his hand and held it. Which he allowed for a few seconds. Then he let go and said "Mom you don't have to hold my hand." To which I replied with fake tears and heartbreak crying "You don't want to hold my hand????" (Okay so maybe the heart break was a little bit real. I was a bit sad that he didn't want to hold my hand) Then I moved on to bribery "If you want the donuts you have to hold my hand." No dice. He wouldn't even hold my hand for donuts!!
As I dropped him back off at his school he hopped out of the car and started walking in, I rolled the window down and yelled very loudly, "I LOVE YOU!!!! I LOVE YOU EVEN IF YOU WON'T HOLD MY HAND!!" He just got a sheepish smile on his face, shook his head and turned red. It was awesome.
Happy Birthday George! Thanks for letting me give you a hard time.
And just to warn you....I've only just begun.
This first picture I went to take and it was on video mode thus the reason this video is sideway...this is what he said as I tried to take the picture. It was in response to his sister telling me to make a photo funia out of his picture.
Anytime my kids don't want to hold my hand, my heart breaks a little. And they're only 2 & 5. What am I going to do when they're teenagers and totally embarrasses by their lame mother?!
Umm... this is impossible. George is like 3 years old.
Okay, I had NO idea that the Purple Turtle was made out of lava rock. I read that several times trying to decide if you were joking.
My kids will still hold my hand. But I think my oldest is getting close to being embarrassed by it.
I LOVE that you yelled that out your window at him. You totally rock.
I love that you check them out for lunch. Very cool.
I haven't been to the Purple Turtle in many years.
Happy Birthday! How fun for him to have a lunch date.. well all except that you made him hold your hand ;)
Happy Birthday! He is a cutie!
My son is 11 and does the same thing!
Happy Birthday George!
If my kids knew a mom checked their kids out of school for lunch on their birthday, they would nag me until they graduate to do it for them.
I lived in Utah Valley for four years and I have no idea what the purple turtle is!
I love it when mom's embarrass their kids.
What a fun tradition!! Happy Birthday George!!
What a cute boy!
I can't stand the idea of my kids not letting me hold their hand. I hope that day never comes.
Oh----he is almost exactly a year older than my little guy! What a cutie---so handsome... I am just dreading the year that my boy won't want me to touch him....sigh....
Where's the joy in raising kids if we aren't allowed a little public humiliation?
Happy birthday, big G!
Why did this make me cry? I so need to get a grip. And I love you.
What a cute kid. Happy birthday George!
mmmmmm, purple turtle....
I have the same tradition with my kids, although, now they are all done with school, I still take them out.
Now, I am gonna need to check out the Purple Turtle
You took WAY too much joy in embarrassing him!!!! LOL!!!
That restaurant sounds super cool!
What a great looking young man... Happy Birthday big guy!
I am most definitely NOT looking forward to the day when my little boy doesn't like to hold my hand. :( Atleast you repaid the love with the yelling out the window. I will be doing the same someday. :)
I'm feeling a little inferior that all I do for my kids' bdays is visit them @ lunch with a happy meal...I think some revisions to tradition are in order! Great post.
Parent who embarrass their kids?
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