Today is Double Digits (with capitals) because Reuben turns 10. I keep thinking ‘gosh, 10 years’, and others kept mentioning ‘gosh, Double Digits’, but whichever way you want to spell it out my little man is now my little/big man. He’s in that in-between, not in teen years yet, but certainly not a kid. In fact, he’s likely to pull sideways smiles and “can you believe that” looks at the way other kids play, just so as you know he’s not in that group anymore. I keep thinking back to when he was first with us, his skin was golden, and my mind is ringing with Ben Harper “you look like gold to me, and I’m down on my bended knee, you look like gold”.
A lovely day was had, lots of smiles, friends, gifts, food, and a trip to the local pool. Simon and I gave him a Star Wars game for his Nintendo, and one of my doorstops to replace the stone that has been holding his door open forever. We did have a secret gift, a sewing machine, found for free at the back doorstep of our favourite op-shop, and fixed up for a low cost. After a day of friends, food, and play, we pulled up next to the shops, I handed Reuben a drawstring bag I had made him last night with a pair of sewing scissors in it, then we strolled to the fix-it shop to pick it up. He didn’t suspect a thing, and I again feel so blessed that my 10 year old gave me a huge hug for making him a doorstop, and being happy with just that. Happy Birthday little man x