Cannot be true.
Really?
Well, I don't know.
Okay.
I'll give in.
Today is February 1st.
Exactly 25 days before I become the mother of a
12 year old.
And I don't like it.
Seriously.
It's not just the sheer number of white hairs
I'm constantly pluking from my head.
It's not all the times that I look in the mirror
And find that my eyes are showing
An alarming number of wrinkles.
It's that everytime I look up,
He's taller.
He's smarter.
He's more onery.
He's more hilarious.
He's more handsome.
He amazes me.
And then I realize that he's all mine.
Well, mine and The Hubs'.
But mostly mine.
{snicker snicker}
It starts today ...
And I'll just have to be okay with it.
Cuz I totally {heart} him!

Phew. I get to keep my 11 year old until August. Lucky me. :)
ReplyDeleteAnnie, me too only mine will be THIRTEEN this year. Sigh.
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