Carrie Leigh (carrie_leigh) wrote,
Carrie Leigh
carrie_leigh

He's nine. In his estimation, that means he's "going to get hurt more often."

It's Aaron's birthday. The baby is NINE. (It's seriously time to lose the weight, right?)

For long time readers of my journal, or you folks that actually know my kiddos personally, you know that there have been more than a few emergency room visits over the years. So this morning, after the blueberry scones, the birthday presents and the sunrise ride of the new scooter (that actually causes SPARKS - Wow, was THAT ever a dubious idea) I asked him what he thought age nine was going to hold for him. The above title holds his answer, and my response was to put my head on the table and weep a little. My admonitions to "Be careful!" just fall on deaf ears. Boys, man. What are ya gonna do?

On his seventh birthday, he ran into a tree.


This morning, he said, "Hey! My scar is two years old today!


There was talk about finally exacting retribution on the tree... my advice was not to provoke it like he did the last time. It obviously didn't work out too well for him.


The sparking scooter. I all but threatened him about riding it anywhere but our driveway until the threat of wildfires have passed.


The new skateboard granny sent. I'm sending her the ER bills that come from that one. ;)

Today my main job is to make birthday cake! (Chocolate cake with chocolate icing - excellent choice!) And get ready for a sleepover tonight. And if you're so inclined, would you send up a prayer or two for my little sister and her family? She's expecting her third little bundle of joy, today!

Have a great day, all!
Tags: aaron, birthday, emily, family
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