As hard as we try, we cannot stop the invasion...
of teenagers, that is!
Yes, we officially have another teenager in da house...
My youngest son and I had a deal but apparently he has decided that growing up holds more appeal than not...
even with the promise of french fries for dinner every night!
Hey a Mom's gotta do what I Mom's gotta do...
but alas, sweet Caleb has determined that raging hormones, acne, geometry, growing pains, girls (nooooo....), peer pressure and responsibility are better than french fries for life!
Go figure!
*grin*
So my sweet Caleb went right ahead and turned thir(gulp)teen last week and while there have been brief glimpses of "teen", he is still (so far) my sweet, funny, sensitive Caleb who holds my hand, gives me unsolicited hugs and likes to make me laugh!
Oh dear Caleb...
amazingly tolerant of your brothers...
hehe
You are my baby boy and while I joke (kind of) about my desire to keep you forever young...
I am so excited to watch the Lord's plan for you unfold.
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