Isaac turned 10 today. Ten. The big one-zero.
It’s hard to express how I feel, how happy I am that he (and his brother) have turned out to be so happy, healthy, smart and considerate. The time since he was born has flown by, really — it seems so recently that he was just a tiny baby in my arms. But now he’s ten. I’m proud of him, and so pleased he’s well on the way to being an adult.
(And I got four strikes while bowling at his birthday party at AMF. So yay me!)