A new day, a little bit older. It was a good day and now, my 8 year old is tucked cozily into bed as the thunder rumbles in the background. I think I am still in shock that he is 8. How can that be?!?! Last night, Daddy took him out to get his new bike- a gift from Granny and Gramps. After opening his gifts this morning, he headed outside to take it for a test spin. Later, he even gave it a good wash, you know, to get the mud off and stuff ;-) Mama made gifts this year were a new boy baby (name Noah), a felted recorder case (pattern by Waldorfmama), and a birthday crown. And since this was his 8th birthday, it meant he also got a new pocket knife! This weekend, we will have a small party with friends eating cake, playing games and fishing! A nice way to honor this very special little (or not so little) boy of ours.