December 30, 2012

This guy.

I measure the passing of time and events by the ages of my kids. Maybe most mothers do that.

I remember where I was and what year it was because what I remember is that "Amy was still in high school." Or "Adam had already moved away." Sometimes it's "that's when Lucy cut her hair short."

The end of the year and the coming New Year is always bittersweet for me. Jonathan was born on December 30th. And it's always his birthday that makes me feel that time is not so much marching on as it is screaming by.

Still, I'm delighted every day by what a remarkable human being my youngest is becoming. (I would call him my "baby," but that phrase is completely unacceptable and doesn't at all fit him any longer.)

Jonathan is 17 today.

Jonathan is 17

I need to get a slower calendar.

Happy Birthday, my son.

Dec 30, 2012 5:09:00 AM | My Kids

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Ody from Miami Lakes

Happy Birthday to Jon!!!

Posted by: Ody from Miami Lakes | December 30, 2012 at 06:02 AM

BBabushka

Happy Happy to you Jon- FELICIDADES!!

P.S. Marta, you can always call them your babies- just not where they can hear you. ; ) BB2U

Posted by: BBabushka | December 30, 2012 at 07:24 AM

Zelde

Mazel Mazel Mazel Tov!

Posted by: Zelde | December 30, 2012 at 07:59 AM

Marta M. Darby

Thanks, Ody!

Posted by: Marta M. Darby | December 30, 2012 at 10:23 AM

Marta M. Darby

Sadly, I'm never good at keeping quiet. Cuban, you know...

xoxo,
M

Posted by: Marta M. Darby | December 30, 2012 at 10:24 AM

Marta M. Darby

Enjoying your rousing chorus of Mazel Tovs!

Gracias, Zelde!

Posted by: Marta M. Darby | December 30, 2012 at 10:25 AM

Pilar

Sooo enjoy your blog and posts....read them often, Happy Birthday to your son. Thanks for sharing, you are a proud reminder of our heritage.

Happy new year to you and yours,
Pilar

Posted by: Pilar | December 30, 2012 at 02:29 PM

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