November 24. Matthew’s birthday. As always, it’s a wee bit more special than any other day.
The days leading to his birthday was actually quiet and uneventful. I’m not sure if there was something brewing on the back of his head that he just wasn’t telling me or if I was just being paranoid. But it was nice to get to his birthday without worrying about a party or a day trip. And as it turned out, I was just being paranoid and Matthew did not secretly plan on taking over the world. Instead of cake (that we would probably not finish), we bought some cupcakes and candles to celebrate his birthday. We handed him his presents and that was it. The rest of the day played out like a normal day. Except maybe for that trip that we had to make to the school. Because his birthday also happened to be the day that the PSLE results came out.
PSLE stands for primary school leaving exam. I have my opinions and views of the PSLE like every parent with their kid/s taking the test. I will, however, keep my opinion to myself as this isn’t really about the PSLE, but Matthew’s day.
Thankfully, the school that Matthew was coming from had a 100% passing rate for PSLE this year. We just considered it as a birthday present for him. On the back of the results, we had a deal with him. The deal we made was agreed on the week before the tests. His results would give him the chance to ask for something that he really, really wanted and there would be no questions asked. I still had to bring his wishes down to more manageable levels before we made the pact of course (seriously, he doesn’t need both a PS4 and a Switch). And once all parties were happy, we spat on our hands and shook on it. Okay, so we didn’t spit on our hands because that’s kind of a bit gross. But we did have an agreement and we were going to honor the deal on that day. So by the end of his birthday day, he was an even happier kid with a brand new handheld console (sorry bud, you didn’t get the top prize. but it was never about the prizes, it was all about giving your best).
We continued the celebration the next day by going out more and eating out more. Sometimes, just spending time with the people you love is enough to make it a celebration. And that’s what we did. We walked. We ate. We laughed. We joked. We irritated each other. We made fun of each other. We had a good time. Yes, some of our jokes hit below the belt. And maybe you wouldn’t understand that it’s just a joke if you don’t know us, but believe us, we can be annoying and irritating and still end up laughing and loving each other more.
Matthew, your journey has just begun.