My son’s birthday was Saturday. He is now twelve, heading off to middle school next week, an entire
quarter inch taller than I am. Looking off toward the future, but still checking with us, still here, but growing up oh so fast. Yet I can still remember that sweet little boy cuddled up in my arms.
Why is this growing up thing so much harder on the parents?
He is growing to be an amazing young man. A sweet, funny, smart guy. The kind of guy you want to hang out with. A guy you know you can count on. He amazes me everyday with his joy, his take on life. Happy birthday, buddy. I am so blessed to be your mom.
My son’s birthday…
Monday, August 27, 2007