How the hell did that happen?!
I remember posting when he was 5 how pleased I was I've managed to get him to five without breaking him and wondering if when he was 15 I would be saying "I can't believe we've managed to get him to 15 without him breaking me!"
Well now he's 10 and we both appear to be intact. It's been a bit of a close call occasionally but we're still here and still happy more often than not and I must admit to nearly bursting when someone at our family wedding last weekend "he's wonderful, you must be so proud of him"
I am. Like all our kids he's coped with so much more than most of us had to at their age and somehow with all his explosive traits he still manages to charm people and be funny and witty and engaging. And what I value most is that he tries so bloody hard. He wants so much to do the right thing and be what people expect of him.
I can't quite remember who I was before him.