Now we are 11...
Your numbers are like twins..
standing tall and confident side by side..
Just like you..
My beautiful Gemini...
Your shoulders are widening..
Your legs are lengthening..
You are only a mere 3.5 inches shorter than I..
I can't nuzzle your head under my chin...
very very soon...
we will be looking into each other's eyes..
Oh those eyes...
still full of wonder, curiosity, joy and most importantly..
Things are changing..
changing so incredibly fast..
You see things clearer through these new eyes..
You are peeking through the curtain.
You're learning how the world REALLY works..
I watch as it takes a bit of a toll on your soul my sweet anxious one..
I am still there...
holding your hand and
we shall brave it together..
So I guess...
This is why 11
is absolute heaven...
Happy Happy Birthday my sweet man-child Monster..
So let's dive into some of that double layered chocolate cake.