Friday, June 18, 2010
In now have a teenager
My boy turned 13 this year and I remember as a 13 year old myself how much this means to boy. The first inkling of manhood, the age where you can finally start asking about cars, cologne and shaving. Oh yeah and girls, all of a sudden they seem to take on a new light, at 13 you no longer want to punch her in the back and take off running like you did at 12...things are changing. I figure I'll up his responsibilities a little more, add a few more chores to his list and loosen the noose and let my baby boy go a little further in this world alone.
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Love your view! Nice of you to be able to remember being his age. Oh, great pics.
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