Jake's 10

It's really hard to believe that I have a kid in double digits. Where does the time go? I still remember vividly when he was born. As I was telling Jake the other morning about his birth, it seemed like yesterday that we were preparing for his arrival. It seems not long ago that I took the day off work the day before my induction was scheduled to go see Enemy of the State with Jeremy as our last day without kids. It's still so real the fear I felt when Dr. Layton told me I needed a c-section. I hadn't even considered that as an option for even a second before that. I remember his arrival and his loud healthy scream, his mouth huge and his ears absolutely perfect. He was such a perfect baby and he is still such a great kid. He was an amazing toddler, so much fun to hang out with. He's grown into quite the boy. He teases his sisters incessantly, plays sports with all his soul, is the most competitive child I know, gives the best hugs, practices the piano without much complaining and is improving so much, his schooling has also improved as he made the Principal's Honor Roll this year for the first time, he is a respectful kid and I'm so lucky to be his mom. (Quite the run on sentence, huh?)