Eight is Great!

Today, I have an eight year old! It must be a spell of magic, how time slips away. Eight awe-inspiring, spectacular, and certainly, fulfilling years. Days and years and seasons filled with his wonderful ways:

His old soul wisdom,
his adorable quarks,

his slap-stick humor,
his patient ways,
his sensitive nature.
His comfort,
his control.
He will never know Ego.

Sometimes I crave a bite of his reality, just to ingest it for a small bit. My first dread-head, may he forever be lost in his articulate world.

Happy Birthday, Siddhartha!

Siddie, at age four.