Peter's 9th birthday was yesterday. ....sigh... How did my little man get to be nine-years old and 4 feet 6 3/8 inches tall?
When, people? When?
Oh how I would love just one day with my little baby back. One day to hold him, feed him, rock him and sniff his sweet little baby head. One more day and I would be so happy.
And then after that one day, I would probably looking for my mostly self-sufficient nine-year old. I think a days worth of diapers and a night of no sleep would be about all I could take!.
Since he celebrated his birthday with a sleepover last week, things were pretty low-key yesterday. We went out to dinner with my parents and my brother and then back to their house for cake, ice cream and presents.
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| I love this face! |
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| Sarah, Grandpa, Peter, Grandma |
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| I love this face too! |
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| Grandma lighting the candles on the cake. |
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| A new bike! |
3 comments:
I hear you! My son will be 9 in January. I feel EXACTLY the same way as you said it-"Oh how I would love just one day with my little baby back, but I think a days worth of diapers and a night of no sleep would be about all I could take!."
It really does go by so fast! And 9 sounds so old!!
Great birthday pictures and WHOW, your Mom is a knock-out!!
Just catching up on blog reading. I feel the same way, at times I long for just one day to go back and hold Claire as a baby. I am certainly enjoying this age with her very much but it does go by so fast. I am enjoying reading about all your family adventures!
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