The Number 8

This morning I was thinking a lot about the number 8. Sometimes it seems so small....

8 cents in your pocket can't buy you anything

8 dollars in your pocket can't buy you much

8 seconds goes by like the blink of an eye

8 minutes isn't much time at all

8 hours used to be a typical work day

However right now it seems so big realizing that I have been a mom for 8 years now! My baby, my first born is 8 and it is hard to beleive.

He seems to have matured overnight and 8 seems so much older than 7. I'm sure I will feel this way every year...each one seems sentimental.

We had some great birthday celebrations. This year his birthday fell the day after Thanksgiving but that is also the day that we were eating Thanksgiving dinner so we could enjoy it with Grandma Louise who is visiting from St. Louis. So, once again Connor was flexible and we had his pizza dinner wish along with a cake and ice cream celebration on Saturday. Daddy did the cake again and made Connor a football cake which he loved!

On his birthday morning I of course had to make him his favorite breakfast..."special" Bisquick pancakes and we let him open his presents. So, really he got to celebrate over a few days! Aunt Machelle went all out and created a zoo where the animals were each turned into wrapped presents and he had one to open each day for 8 days before his birthday! It was very creative and he had as much fun as Brody did with his!

He also got a Webkinz from his brother, a lot of books, a pillow pet and raked in the dough too!

It was a special time celebrating a special day for a special boy who is loved by so many!