When I made my first birthday post on this blog, it was for Luke’s 5th birthday. Everything about that post makes me sob, not the least of which is that there is a comment on there from my mom.
Obviously, a lot has changed in the past five years. In addition to growing 11 inches, losing 8 teeth, and completing 4 grades, there’s this from 2007:
And these from tonight:
I made the mistake of combining this already-emotional day with burning DVDs of our old home videos. I’m at the point where Luke is 2 and Bennett is a baby, and oh my gosh…they’re so darn cute, I can’t believe they’re mine. There’s a sense of it all going too fast coupled with the knowledge that we’ve packed a lot of living and growing and changing into these past ten years.
(As I type this, though, there’s a short clip of baby B laying on L’s big boy bed, and L is throwing a large, hard bouncy ball at him, so I’m glad that I’m being reminded that it wasn’t all sunshiny.)
(or I’d be begging Matt to reverse that procedure I begged him to get for years.)
(Back to Luke…)
We celebrated with dinner at Red Robin, of course, where we celebrate most of our birthday dinners in this family. Luke got that Cards stocking cap he’s modeling in the picture above, in addition to his bike and James May’s Lego House book. We’ll celebrate with our families over Christmas, as we’ve done the past several years.
Happy birthday, Luke! Being your mom is challenging and fun, and I so hope you’ll look back on your childhood as happily as I will. I love you, buddy!