Ode to the sweetest boy in the world

Hello sweet nine!

This is it! This is the last year they say. After this year he won't really be yours anymore! (these are the dire warnings I've been given by well meaning mums of eight, nine and ten year old boys).

So every year I wonder.

Will this be the last time?

Every day I check to feel if the hugs are any less cuddlier. I pause to feel if the kisses are any less smoochier. I listen to every 'good morning' to see if they are any less cheerful. I take in every 'I love you' to feel if they are any less loving.

But every hug, kiss, cuddle and 'I love you' still feels just as as sweet.

"I won't change" he promises me. "I will always love you for infinity times a hundred. No, times a thousand. Times a million, billion, zillion!"

This is my ode to the sweetest boy in the world.

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Here is the boy who helps pack away all the toys with the the day care kids and shows them where each toy goes.

Here is the boy who knows how much I hate bugs and volunteers to catch the spider in the bathroom with a tissue.

Here is the boy who knows how to talk to babies and marvel at their little baby cleverness.

Here is the boy who says I feel scared but I will give it a go when his music teacher asks him to perform a song at the school lunch time concert.

Here is the boy who fills his little sister with 'happynos'; Who crafts the perfect tiny Lego house for her favourite Elsa minifigure.

Here is the boy who quietly pushes the bins back in on Friday afternoons after school without saying a word.

Here is my boy.