We celebrated Finn today. He turns ten on Monday. Double digits. A child in giant man sized shoes (literally) with giant man sized worries (figuratively). I try to protect him from the news and the woes of mankind but somehow he always knows the death count of every typhoon and the latest fungus killing trees “coming to a forest near you.” He takes in all of the information that the rest of us block and filter all day long and then tries to file it all away or make sense of it. He doesn’t realize life doesn’t make sense. He thinks he might need that info later. It might even save our lives. That’s just the way he works, he can’t help it. He takes in all the good stuff, too. He brings me information full of love and light like they are precious jewels when ever he can – mummies found and cures discovered and gas prices dropping…. but he also asked for iodine pills for his go bag for his birthday. He realized that if Duke nuclear power has an issue when I’m at work, his school will evacuate him and I will go with my students and not with him. He needs to be prepared to save his thyroid and LieLie’s without my assistance. Then he realized his school doesn’t have enough buses to save them all, no school does, and asked me who goes first in a nuclear evacuation. I told him the truth, historic protocol dictates women and children first, starting with the youngest. However, in all of the years of nuclear power generation there had been very few accidents and that I wouldn’t live here with him if I didn’t feel like he was safe. He said “I’ll feel safer when I’m well trained and able to deploy to North Korea when the need arises this isn’t our only nuclear issue”. So there is that, too. We don’t even have cable but he’s a digital native and this is what happens. So today was play like you are still 9 day. He was a catcher and a pitcher. He got two new friends and took them out for fried yucca. He had a surprise party in the park with his besties and was actually surprised!! Many thanks to LieLie and her friends for making it happen! Then the whole party walked to the movies. It is straight uphill so they burned off the cake and were ready for pizza upon arrival. Then his oldest bestie came home for a video game playing sleepover. And now they are squealing and laughing in the dark and I am holding my last moments of being the parent of a single digit worry wart close to my heart. I love him. Just as he is.