My baby is 9...that makes me old right?

So my little guy turned 9 years old over the weekend. Yes the prince is one year away from not being allowed to eat off the kids menu. For some reason I found myself quite emotional over this . Maybe it's because he is my first born, the light of my world, my little pumpkin and now he won't leave to go out without gel in his hair and he writes poems to the hottie neighborhood girl down the street. He will ALWAYS be my baby and I love him more than anything :) Anyway to celebrate we hit a cool little waterpark and in an effort to maintain my fun/cool mom status I rocked every water slide there was. My little retro pin up girl style swimsuit almost made the experience "R rated" on more than one occasion but it was worth it. Although I do believe I aggrevated my old arm farting injury.