Nine
by , 02-03-2009 at 08:09 AM (1215 Views)
It's a number, and also doubles for 'no' in German (ok, yes it would be spelled nein!) which is kind of how I feel today.
My son is nine.
Nine, 9, neuf, niente, neuve and so on.
In preparing for his birthday last night this number hit me like a tsunami. It is nine years ago since he arrived; how has it gone so quickly? It seems such a short time ago, and yet he is so grown up. And in an equivalent length of time he will officially be an adult and then he will be gone.
This is my son when he was born:
And now he doesn't really need me any more
But enough of my moping. Today I made him a birthday cake, or rather cakes as he asked for fairy cakes. As a surprise I've decorated them with white icing with a letter on each cake in different coloured icing so that it spells his name, and if you arrange it in a row it says 'his name' is 9 and there are three stars too. I'm rubbish at icing so thank goodness for Dr Oetker and his ready to roll coloured icing. They look really cool, and I think he will be happy.
So, what do you get for a nine year old boy? Lego wheels of course! And Hayao Miyazaki movies (well, Spirited Away and Astroboy, which is not Miyazaki, but there you go!). And he's got some cash too to spend as he wishes. Or save, whichever.
Ho hum, I feel glum.





