WonderBoy is 11!

A hot birthday morning here at the parsonage. Began with pancakes and enough time to try a little of the new Wii game he bought last night with birthday money: the new Lego Indiana Jones game. Then off to school. My job is to go buy the over-priced huge birthday cookie from the mall, then get to school in time to share it with the class at lunch. We've already had the friend party (small this year with just the 2 best friends) and the family party (early this year since Dad is out of town). So today is the school party (such as it is) with the cookie at lunch. It's been a whole birthday week, here. How is he 11? He was 5 just the other day!

I've posted before about the strange time of these four days between the birth and the subsequent death of his twin brother. Today is all about our WonderBoy, though, and what a gift he is. I can't wait to see what he does with his life, but I'm not liking how quickly we seem to be moving towards the day when we'll be waving from the end of the driveway as he drives off into that future. Middle school in a few months....(gulp) He'll be fine, but I have that same feeling I had about kindergarten. The lump-in-the-throat thing even while I am proud of him taking the next step. When I look at how he has grown and thrived after such a bumpy beginning, I am amazed.