Friday, December 14, 2007
One more day
Tomorrow . . . . tomorrow, I (well, not I alone, but I am just shy of FREAKING OUT anyway) will crest a milestone. My baby, my first born, heir to the McD throne will be . . . . {gasp} a teenager.


Can you believe it?


I was fairly young when he was born—22—totally gave my age away there, oh well—but I am feeling the pangs of having a teen. He is a joy to be around when his naturally inherited smart mouth isn't flipping a barb at his parents or brothers. And though he's been taller than me for well over a year, he's uber-sweet to hug on, when you can catch him.


Gosh I can't believe . . . a teenage in my house tomorrow.