This kid is a full-on tween now. I won’t embarrass him by detailing all the physical and emotional changes going on (note: this privacy thing is an adjustment for me!), but he is definitely not a little kid anymore. Lately I’ve been giving him some extra responsibilities (running into the grocery store to pick up a rotisserie chicken for a last-minute dinner while I stay in the car with the girls, ordering me coffee at the in-store Starbucks while I’m shopping), and I think he enjoys the chance to do more grown-up things. I do feel like a lot of our relationship right now is me nagging and reminding him to do his household tasks, though, so we’re a work in progress.
For his birthday, Tommy requested waffles for breakfast, a low-key nerf sword-and-gun party down at the park with the boys on the pad, and Daddy’s homemade spaghetti for dinner. In addition to the eleven books that we gave him for turning 11, he got even more good books from his sisters and uncle. That should keep him occupied for, oh, a week or so!