Feeling bittersweet tonight. Tomorrow the Hippiekid will officially turn 11 years old. That means he's really already completed 11 years. That just dawned on me, now I feel worse. Like somehow I missed a year. But, for our purposes we are going with the number 10. The number he has said all year when someone asked how old he is. Well, until a few months ago when he started saying 10 and 3 quarters.
10 has been a good year for HK, a year full of exciting things and changes. And me, well, I've loved watching 10 so much that I've decided if I can come back as anything I am going to choose to be a 10 year old boy. He just looks like he is having so much fun. His mind is so quick and funny and we have finally moved on to jokes and humor beyond just burps and poo. He is so capable of so many things yet still a kid too. He doesn't have to be a big boy/man all the time. The creative things and games he and his friends come up with are amazing. I wish I could have captured hundreds of hours of this year on film and played it all over and over again. Sadly, I have mere minutes on grainy video from my point and shoot camera. How I wish I could make it all last longer. But, how I love knowing that he is ready and capable of moving on and growing up. That is what is supposed to happen and it is happening well.
Postscript to Daschevici Aliona (Aliona Daschevici) in Moldova or Ukraine (or anywhere): Thank you. Thank you. He is amazing. Read this - it is for you.
