Tomorrow he will be nine. Not a baby anymore. He is my oldest in fact but I can't help thinking about him as a baby today. All those milestones. All his silliness. All the little quirks that make him unique. He still makes little funny faces just like he did as a baby with his face scrunched up or an "ew" expression just whenever he feels like it.
Tomorrow he will be nine. He is halfway to 18. A cycle of nine years will repeat again but be a totally different cycle. He will have more science projects under his belt. He will have finished the Secret of Droons series he is currently reading. He will have a larger stack of notebooks and drawings. He will have lost all his baby teeth and stop believing in the tooth fairy.
Tomorrow he will be nine. But in 18 years he will be 27, completely on his own. Maybe even have a family. I might get to hold another baby who scrunches his face and acts silly. But for now I will cuddle my nine year old and hold onto this moment as long as I can.
Aw, the big nine! He's almost double digits! He is such a special guy and I'm glad to be able to watch his journey through this crazy life. Happy birthday to him and happy cuddles to you. Enjoy the moment!
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday to your big boy. I hope you save this post and give it to him when he turns 27.
ReplyDeleteYep, they go fast. Hold on! And Happy Birthday to that sweet boy!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday...hug him tight, the years do fly by!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written! Happy Birthday to your little guy!!
ReplyDeleteIt made me teary as I made connections ... thinking about my kids getting older too ...
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