And now he is nine. It seems unreal in a way. It was a lovely day. I've enjoyed birthday season immensely this year. (There are three in a row). Usually there is a certain level of stress involved, but this year it seemed to flow beautifully. Just a simple day doing some of John's favorite things. How did it take nine years to figure this birthday thing out? Hopefully it's a sign of the year to come for him.
(It seemed to be a science birthday for John. He got a weather testing kit and a chemistry set. The chemistry set came with safety glasses. James and Finn felt the need to protect themselves as well, and quickly grabbed their swim goggles.)