Saturday, January 17, 2009
The Birthday Boy
This first photo was taken ten years ago. The other two were taken today, while I wrote this post.
Happy Birthday, son.
I can't believe you are twelve. I remember twelve, and I remember the boys in the sixth grade. If I were magically twelve again somehow, I would want to be your friend; you are a sixth grade boy I would respect and want to hang out with.
You have grown up so nicely. I enjoy spending time with you because you are just such a cool kid. Your sense of humor slays me. Your compassion humbles me. Your intellect often stumps me. Your smile melts me. I love you, Tano.