Tuesday, February 22, 2011
You're Original, Cannot Be Replaced
Yesterday, Griffin turned nine. Nine!
Which means he's old. And I'm freaking old.
It's harder to write about my boys as they get older; it's a respect thing, I get it. And I share what I'm told is okay to share.
Being an SPD kid is not fun, everything is bigger. Disappointment is harder, hurt feelings are more tender and the bests of days is joyously awesome. It's a roller coaster for all of us, and overall it's an amazing ride.
Soccer is still awesome and you're excited to try out a kids' curling class.
You like to be busy (heh, I think you get that from me) and want every moment of every day planned. You also get quite upset if plans fall through (again, from me) and we commiserate together.
We're more alike than you care to admit, being a Daddy's boy now. Beyond the eyebrows (which you ask for me to trim, but tweezing and waxing are not allowed), we both have problems finding our Nerds (it gets easier as you get older, I promise!), we're tenderhearted and heart on our shirt-sleeves kind of people. We're both sarcastic and "love" to use air quotes.
You love art and architecture, and you got a couple of books to inspire and get your creativity going. You create games, characters and stories. You should really write them down more - the oral histories you are coming up with will be lost if you're not a bit more careful.
You're an amazing big brother and love your little brothers so much. Although, you openly hope Emerson will pester Darwin, to give him a taste of how he pesters you. And no, I don't plan on having another baby so Emerson can get a taste of that medicine. Crazy kid.
Happy ninth birthday Griffin! Our family wouldn't be right without you here!
Posted by laura capello at 4:20 PM