Today is my son's eighth birthday. When I get home from work, we'll most likely go to an ice cream parlor and celebrate in the kid-tested way (he had his party long ago, when I still had time to plan it). Then we'll probably visit Gamestop, so that he can use his birthday money to buy a computer game. And dinner will, of course, be of Graham's choosing.
I'll be incredibly indulgent, because the fact is it was only yesterday that he looked like this:
And so I'm thinking I have to enjoy the little boy years while they last! Especially since my older son is already victimizing me with his razor wit on a regular basis. :)