Saturday, September 26, 2015
The LB turned ten this week. We celebrated quietly at home, just the four of us. His birthday was on our busiest day of the week, which includes a late-afternoon ballet class for his sister and a slapdash dinner at home afterward. I felt badly that this was the same day as his birthday, so we made sure to go out for dinner over the previous weekend - his choice. Do you know what this boy chose? Jason's Deli. Because he loves the salad bar. He wanted salad for his special birthday dinner - for the second year in a row. It's entirely possible I am not his real mother. Granted, they do have banana pudding and chocolate mousse on the salad bar, and there is soft-serve ice cream with chocolate sauce too. After his two huge plates of salad, he was certainly entitled to indulge.
Most of his birthday presents were computer-related; he is rapidly becoming a very proficient programmer and loves to build small computer systems. The Bear helps him, but it's amazing to see how much he does on his own. It's all Greek to me, of course, but I'm proud of his interest in computers. I think it could easily become an obsession if we let it, so we try to encourage other hobbies too. We also gave him some books and art stuff, as well as some baking supplies - cake mix, decorator icings, sugar decors, etc. - that he can use alone, or with a little help. This summer, he learned to make several foods by himself, such as scrambled eggs and oatmeal, and I think cakes and cookies will be fun for him. He also got a bottle of blueberry pancake syrup, just because. We had ice cream cake after our hasty post-ballet dinner. I noticed that the light levels were very different from his sister's birthday, only 17 days previously. It's all happening so quickly now and it really struck me this year.
He's TEN! Goodness. It's incredible to think that he has been here for a whole decade. As you know, it hasn't been the easiest or happiest year for him, and while that hurts my heart, I do think that I've had a remarkable opportunity to watch him grow and learn through it - sometimes in spite of it. I've learned from him too - to be tougher, to be calmer, to accept things that can't be changed, to work harder at the things that can be changed. Toughness, calmness and acceptance do not come easily to me, but they do to him. Salad aside, there are plenty of reasons to wonder how this kid came from me. He's all mine (I'd know that nose anywhere because it's mine too), and I really couldn't be prouder to be his mother.
Just one more birthday to go in this year's birthday season - mine!