Today is Tom's birthday. His 17th birthday! I'm not old enough to have a 17 year old. Well, maybe I am, just a little.
He used to bounce and bounce in the 'Johnny-Jump-Up' airplane. He'd cry if we took him out of it. He'd bounce until he was exhausted and then just fall asleep. He still goes and goes, but can luckily put himself to bed when he feels a nap coming on.
His birth brought my sister and me closer. We are 7 years apart in age, and didn't have much in common. Babies can sometimes be magnet that pulls relationships together.
Tom was a good-natured baby and a good sleeper. He has survived, all this time, despite the fact that Lee and I were first time parents with just a couple parenting books to lead us. Luckily, Lee had fabulous parents and he at least knew the direction we should take in raising our new little guy. I knew the mechanics of caring for babies and children because of years spent as a teacher for a child care center. Love helped get us through the parts we were guessing on.
When Tom was little and folks would say, "enjoy this time, they grow so fast", I thought they were crazy. Some days it felt like the day would never end, that he would never go to bed so I could just sit still for a moment. Here we are, 17 years later, and it's true. Time has flown. I am so proud of him. I think he is a great guy. We have our disagreements, but something would be wrong if we didn't. I'm especially proud of him this month. He's been waving at himself coming and going. He's been preparing for the SAT test (which he took today--on his birthday---got out of bed on a Saturday at 6:30 am!). He's had an SAT prep class nearly every day, in addition to his normal school hours, work, soccer, and homework.
Happy Birthday, Tom! You get your life back today. You might get a cake and a gift or two, also.
Grace in Small Things #3
1. I really am proud of Tom, not just saying it cuz he's my kid.
2. Breakfast with Lee
3. Pearl and James staying home while we took Tom to his SAT test. Pearl is outstanding at caring for her little brother!
4. Finding a sofa that we both agree on, on the first try! Never, ever happened in 20 years together.
5. German Chocolate cake--family birthday tradition. Yea Grandma!!