10!

My first baby.  He turned 10 today.  And he was excited and nervous to actual go to class on his birthday.  I wouldn't know how that feels.  But I do know the excitement of having a child grow up before your eyes.  Like I said.  My baby is 10.

In the past 10 years, I watched him grow.  And not just grow up.  He's becoming the nicest, sweetest young man.  He has the biggest heart.  This year, he passed up the chance to do a large animal in 4-H.  He just wasn't going to raise something to be killed at market.  And that choice was fine by us the parents.  His heart is just too big.  I can see him being vegan or at least vegetarian when he becomes an adult.

And he still has his stubbornness.   Which mostly appears during homework or chores.  But that's ok.

He's changed my heart forever.  And that is the greatest "birthday" present of all.  And even though he's 10.  He'll always be my baby.   And I'm looking forward to what he has in store in the next 10 years.