Happy Birthday to my baby boy! You turned nine this year. I remember being nine. It's strange when you start to have memories of the ages your children were. I imagine this is when parents get into trouble by living through their children. Thank goodness I have boys. Elijah, you are my first born. The miracle that I waited for and wanted so very much. When you were born, I never could have imagined how much in love I would have fallen with you. In the beginning, you couldn't do very much and frankly we didn't know what to do with you anyway. But I think for me at least, you filled an emptiness that I had always felt.
Now at nine, you are quite your own person. Evolving still, and pulling away a little bit every day. I'm proud of you. You have opinions. Even though it has gotten you into trouble, you are not afraid to speak your truth. You are funny. Your laugh is contagious. You are a good friend and treat your friends fairly. You are a good kid.
You said to me the other day, that you thought that time was going so fast. You have no idea how fast. I love you Lijie Bear.
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