13...

You are a teenager...and yet u were just emerging from my womb a minute ago, crying your little heart out. I'm not sure where the time went but the guy who stole it needs to go to jail because I want it back.

I love this boy more than I could ever attempt to explain in a blog post. He's so full of energy that it's infectious. He's my soft boy with a loud voice. He yells and runs into everything and breaks stuff and yet I wouldn't change a thing about him. In fact...I love that he is who he is.

Want to hear something scary? I have three teenagers in the house now. Oh dear...