Nine

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Another year, another birthday.

Not mine, hers. Our daughter Anna turned nine yesterday. How is that possible? How could she be nine already?

Yes, I know, there are parents reading this saying “Nine? What wouldn’t I give for my child to be only nine again.” And I know I’ll feel that way again in ten years when she turns nineteen and halfway through her first year of college.

Yikes! That’s depressing. Back to enjoying nine while it lasts.

It’s the last single-digit year. The last year where she just a kid and not a “tween”—oh how I hate that word. It used to be that you were a kid, then a teenager, and finally an adult. That’s how it was for me and for Julia. But now, kids only a year or two older than our Anna are called tweens, and childhood dwindles that much earlier.

I say this every year. “IT’S TOO SOON!”

I miss all the stuff she doesn’t do anymore, and I want to hold on to the little bits of her childhood that are left. But like anything else, I can’t hold on. We all are traveling into the future at the rate of sixty seconds a minute, and sixty minutes an hour. One day follows another and none of them ever come back.

That’s depressing, and since I’m rambling anyway, time to get back to the good stuff. She had a fun birthday yesterday and she has two parties this weekend—one for her Girl Scout Troop and the other for her third grade class. Both will be lots of fun. Julia is making vanilla cupcakes with aqua blue “Funfetti” frosting—the first batch tasted great—and we’re having a book exchange at both parties in lieu of presents.

Which is okay with Anna. She loves books, and she got a lot of great presents yesterday. Including a robot dog named Zoomie …

Zoomie loves to play. She also responds to voice commands and can do tricks. But like any new puppy she has to learn first, and Anna had to struggle to be patient with her.

Yesterday afternoon, we heard this exchange from the living room.

“Sit Zoomie. Sit!”

Woof!

“No, not pee, sit!”

We had to struggle not to laugh too loud.

Cheerleaders of Faith

Bloggerhood Etc. 9/15/14

Sad Tony Romo

The saddest Sad Romo of them all (Image: Jon Bois/SB Nation)

It’s halfway through the month of September. Fall is coming, but you can’t tell in Oregon because it’s still 90° here! At least we’ve got Duck football (and Beaver football for my daughter). Anyway, here’s the best of the week …

Best Schadenfreude. “Breaking Madden: Tony Romo’s Week in Quarterback Hell” by Jon Bois at SB Nation.

Best Dad Post.Dear Kids … A Letter About Ray Rice” by Carl Wilke at Big Cheese Dad.

Best Guest PostThe Other Lie” by Lisa Sharon Harper at Rachel Held Evans’ blog.

Best Advice.Singled Out: How Churches Can Embrace Unmarried Adults” by Cristena Cleveland.

Best List.7 Toys That Are Not Played With as the Designer Intended” by Darrel Milton at Modern Father Online.

Best Commentary.Solidarity is Our Word: My Humanity is Bound up in Yours” by Meghan Clark at National Catholic Reporter.

Best Profile.Acosia Red Elk: Young Swan Rising From the Water” by John Mounts at 1859.

Best Reflection.Our Selves Drift Away” by Ryan Dueck at Christian Century.

Most Evocative Title. Dodging Farts on Mount Vesuvius” by Jason Greene at One Good Dad.

Best Hagiography. The Real Francis: How One Saint’s Ancient Insights are Transforming Today’s Church” at America.

Best Micro-Post.What Your Selfie Really Says About You” by Tamara Lunardo at A Deeper Story.

Best Path to Recovery.So … you left an abusive church? 5 Tips to Start Healing NOW” by Elizabeth Esther.

Most Honest.The 3 Toddler Words I Need to Stop Saying. Like, Right Now.” by Chris Routly at Daddy Doctrines.

Best Special Needs Post. What it Means to be Independent” by Laurie Wallin at Support for Special Needs.

Best Article. The Rise and Fall of Mars Hill Church” by Craig Welch at Seattle Times.

Best Interview.Dispatch from Zambia: An Interview with Claire Albrecht of Kasama Micro Grants” by

Best Video. Cute Character Blog” by Glove and Boots (via YouTube).

And I don’t like piña coladas either.