Interpeeps, in case I haven't mentioned it before, let me tell you now.
The Boy is in LURVE.
It's been four months, seven hours, forty-two minutes, thirteen seconds of heart-pounding bliss for him so far. He is needed. He is the male animal in a real RELATIONSHIP with an honest-to-goodness female-type person that worships the ground upon which he walks.
That is, when they aren't fighting.
And today is her birthday. So for her birthday my prince of a son decided he was going to get her the most spectacular, stupendous, wondermous gift he could think to get her...a 10 mp digital camera.
This little piece of finery set him back over $100. One hundred dollars of hard-earned yard mowing money. He even placed his own desires on hold to buy this for her, because Interpeeps?
THAT IS WHAT THE BOY IS ALL ABOUT WHEN HE IS IN LOVE.
No questions asked. No season pass to Worlds of Fun for him - not yet. No new X-Box 360 - that's put on hold.
I'm thinking about breaking into "When A Man Loves A Woman" here, but I'll spare you.
As his father and I joked to each other, we'll be lucky to get one of those little dogs with the bobbing heads for our birthdays. We just don't rate anymore.
And I guess that's how it should be.