He came quickly and too quietly. He came bruised and unable to breathe. He came burdened with mortality; it hit him the hardest of my three children. He was bald, blue, and so lovable. He remains lovable.
This morning he woke and opened his present. A Perplexis Epic. If you are not familiar with this toy, you do not have a child between the ages of 9-13. It has my full endorsement as it is not digital, nor does it have a screen and kids still like it.
Ian's buddies met at our house at 1:00 and then we headed to the Columbia Village Pool. August birthdays are perfect. If I had to have two kids in one month, August was the right month to do it.
After swimming we returned to our house for cake and presents. Ian chose a strawberry cake and then I added a layer of lemon for good measure. Three layers of deliciousness.
I guess when it's your birthday you're the one who gets to sit on the table.
Ian, you are tender. You are intelligent. You are irreplaceable.
You are loved.