My short kid is 10 today. Double digits! November 22, 2000 (Y2K bug!) fell on the day before Thanksgiving, so I watched the parade that year in my hospital room with a mediocre turkey dinner and a squalling, big-headed bundle of…joy.
I’m so very thankful he’s mine. He’s such a ham and into our quiet, orderly lives he brought the messy and the loud and the silly and the rowdy and so much drama. He’s wicked awesome and I’m so glad I get to be his mom.