Our baby boy is 15 today, so that makes me ... oh, never mind, this is about him.
He is a joy ...has been since we brought him home and he slept through the night and skipped the whole colicy thing.
He's a top gun striker on our soccer team and a blossoming basketball player ... loves the Dolphins and the UF Gators with a passion only his Mom and he understand. (I remain sportfan clueless ... except when he's playing!)
He's a rabid reader and is just as likely to be found with his nose in a book ( Potter, Star Wars, Tolkien) as at his game console.
He's waaaaaay like his mom in many aspects, but I infected him with an absurd sense of humor and I see me in much of his wackiness.
Under all the lean 15 year old muscle, there's a kind heart and a love of animals, that was nurtured by the many critters who've passed through his life.
Today, he'll take his restricted driver's license test and drive his mom home from the license office.
I'm not sure I'm ready for this.