Sentimental Journey

I have LOADS of more businessy bloggy things to take care of, but tomorrow my boy is NINE!

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NINE YEARS OLD!

How can that be!?

Where did the time go!!!??

And you know, he drives me around the bend.  He can make my blood pressure go from zero to sixty in seconds flat.  But his charm and his wit and his love and his kindness eclipse all the maddening things he says and does.

I love him.

We all love him.

He was the centre of our universe when he was born and two siblings later, I don’t think that has changed all that much.

His cocky, over confident exterior hides a much more sensitive and insecure self.   He is a worrier.  His sometimes acts of thoughtlessness will come back and slam his conscience  hard, leaving him sleepless and anxious.  Night can be a hard time for deep thinkers.  Sleep does not come easy for this boy.  Even when his sister is curled up with him.

For as much as they bicker.  Caitlyn and Adam are very close.  They have each others back.  I love that.

It is what makes me kick myself when I lose my patience or say something too harsh for what is going on. I forget that is tongue often out paces his brain…as does mine.   Perhaps my frustration does come from seeing ME in him too much.
I adore his infectious laugh.  Watching him double over in giggles is the best reward.  I love his crazy sense of humour, as it is similar to mine.     We laugh at the same things.  We notice the same things.

As much as he is SO like his father….there is much of me in him.

Happy Birthday Adam…you have made it all worth it.

I love you very much.