We interrupt this blog to parade down a sappy, sentimental lane. Today is my son’s 9th birthday….and as always on my kid’s birthdays, I’m nostalgic (and horribly aware of how old I’m getting)! Excuse my indulgence for a moment while I look back at my first born.
Now he’s grown as tall as my chin (and loves pointing it out!). Happy, happy birthday sweets! You are loved and adored…and daddy and I are so proud of the compassionate, thoughtful, smart, giving, faithful young man, son and brother you are growing into!
*I may not feel like this tomorrow, however, as we’re taking a carload of smelly, loud, hyperactive boys to Benihana and The Last Airbender! (
I wonder what else is showing at the same time? )*