Today, Edward turns 11.
I counted.
I have 7 years until he turns 18 and moves out.
I have 7 years to teach him everything he needs to know in order to become a good functioning adult.
I have 7 years to hold him, hug him, and teach him empathy.
I have 7 years until my baby is grown up.
I have 7 years.
That's it.
7.
Edward is kind.
He loves animals. All animals. He loves lizards, snakes, and turtles.
He loves so deeply.
He tries so hard and gets hurt to deeply when things do not turn out at intended.
Edward is brilliant.
He loves reading and language arts.
He is a math genius.
Edward's best friend is his little brother, Nolen.
They laugh together all day.
They say silly fart jokes.
They fart on each other.
They play all day together.
Edward is the best older brother.
He is kind.
He is generous.
Edward would like to be a pilot when he grows up.
He wants to fly all types of airplanes.
He still wants to own a lot of pets but he no longer talks of owning a pet store.
He loves his long hair.
Edward loves swimming and is quite fast.
He is curious.
He is soft spoken.
He is intuitive.
He is quiet.
Edward has an old soul. I have thought this since he was born.
I love this boy.
I love him.
He is mine to love forever.
Happy 11th birthday, Edward.
For Edward's birthday party, we went to the pet shop in the mall. Edward got to hold every single lizard, snake, turtle, and spider in the store. It was awesome. He invited his two best friends, Titus and Kyle. They got along wonderfully.
After petting all the pets, we went up stairs for sushi, then went to the trampoline park to jump. Everyone had a great time.
