Little baker

On Thursday night, you wanted to make banana muffins. I did too much of the work and you were quite upset with me. You wanted a do over so you could do most of it yourself. Tonight, you are making chocolate chip cookies. I scraped a bowl. I must confess I'm not quite ready for you to be grown up. You were my "baby" for many years and I have a hard time remembering that you are not a baby anymore. Nine year olds can definitely bake by themselves. Your sister certainly did, and here you are doing it yourself. Hopefully you'll let me eat one. 

Ringing in the new year

I hope 2016 is a year to reconnect with my son. Your 10th year. Unbelievable. This is how we looked at midnight. You were really excited to take our first kiss selfie. 

I wasn't sure I would stay up, but had told you that if you wanted to, I would figure out how to stay up with you. As I was getting ready to go upstairs to bed, you came down to tell me that you accepted my offer to stay up. We made it! Well, you did. I dozed off and you wanted to know why my legs were shaking as you tried to watch TV using them as a pillow. Oops!