Today my T-man is 17. I can't hardly believe my baby is 17 years old! My baby! Seventeen. It doesn't seem quite right to say that.
We'll be going out to dinner with grandparents later. But this is a working Saturday. Doesn't matter that it's someone's seventeenth birthday. Doesn't matter that my baby isn't 16 anymore. Nope. It's a working Saturday. Right now I can hear the saw buzzing, someone is hammering, and someone sanding. Really bad music is playing in the background... and Kevin just brought me a bag of cell phones out of our closet do we need all of these?'. I best get back to work here too...
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1 comment:
Wow! I can't imagine. My oldest just turned 15 and I can't beleive it. How nice for you all to work together. It is so strengthening to the family to be together like that.
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