Our teenager once was a little boy…not really that long ago.
But…our boy is no longer little.
He is as tall as the man of our house.
Which can mean only one thing…we have MEN of the house now.
One big fat tear just hit my keyboard.
Cherish every moment because indeed it goes by faster than you can ever dream it will.
Boys become men. At least they grow to be as big as men. But our boy is thankfully not a man yet. He’ll always be our boy actually.
Last night our boy had so many rebounds in his team’s basketball game he almost had as many as I am old. It was a tremendous team win. And we were proud…of our boy.