I don’t know how it happened so quickly but, as of about an hour ago, Nathan is now nine years old!
Nine. Years. Old.
Nine rambunctious, fun, educational, scream-worthy, cosplay-dressing, song-belting, freak-dancing, Mario-Kart-racing, bike-riding, hair-pulling, LEGO-building, movie-watching, toy-playing, photo-taking, apple-picking, tennis-ball-swatting, pool-splashing years.
I wouldn’t change them for the world, little man.
Momma and I love you more than you will ever understand.
Nine. Where does the time go?