My baby turned nine years old today! It’s hard to believe that it was nine long years ago that Grant hurtled into this world, because sometimes it feels so short – though also sometimes it feels every minute of nine years.

I love him so much, and I’m so proud of him. He stayed home today, even though it was the first day of Y Camp. We got doordash for lunch, and he had to work off his excess energy by vacuuming (this was entirely his decision, I don’t know why he did it). We did presents after work and he wanted to go to Friendly’s for dinner and dessert rather than do a cake at home. After all that, we worked on his new Lego set – a City set with an electric train! We didn’t finish, but we got the locomotive running, which was pretty exciting.

Then we read a story together, and now he’s drifting off to sleep. Nine! How about it!