Monday, March 5, 2012

Saturday he turned eight...



Turning eight can wear a person out.  This weekend was full of a special dinner, cosmic bowling with good friends, a visit from Grandma and Granddad, a trip to the zoo and lots of jumping on a new mini trampoline.  It was a good weekend for a very sweet and not so little boy. Eight is such a brilliant age to be and Sage is so very in the moment of being eight (but by the end of each day he is wiped out).  Being eight is hard work, fun work, important work.  
Happy Monday.

1 comment:

Carole said...

Eight is a fabulous age to be! Congratulations! Happy Monday to you too.