I speak from experience - it won't stop. The world will keep turning and won't stop for you - so you need to savor every moment of your time with that child because that child won't stop either.
This past week, my boy turned eleven. And I thought ten was a shock. I can only imagine what twelve and thirteen will bring. These days are arriving and leaving so fast now. ZBoy has more grown up tastes. When asked what he wanted for dinner on his birthday, he said chinese food! And not just the stuff at the buffet, but the custom cooked stuff that he gets to pick out raw and take to the chef!
He enjoys his birthday cards now. He used to open them just to see who gave him a present. Now he actually reads them - and laughs!
I had a really hard time buying him a present this year. He's almost done with toys; he's got his own taste in books and music which he doesn't always share with me. In fact, about the only thing I can think of that will guarantee a smile is Star Wars stuff. He's still a kid that way!
For a somewhat subdued birthday, he had a good time.
He got a mini-cake from Wal-Mart on his day (it was really, really good - Darling Man is still raving about it) and blew out all his candles from that distance. I hope it was a good wish.
Last weekend, we had a cookout and cake and ice cream with all the grandparents. I made that cake, which was also raved about and mourned when it was gone. Darling Man grilled hamburgers and hotdogs and it was a wonderful afternoon.
In a couple of weeks, when the pool is ready, we'll do it again for his friends. Another cookout, another cake and swimming - but no presents. We all agreed that he didn't need any more stuff - that the pleasure of his friends' company was gift enough.
I hope he got his wish - I know I got mine. A good boy. A caring boy. A loving, healthy, strong boy.
The only part I didn't get was the one where the world stands still so that I can keep that boy in this moment for a while. Time keeps passing.