As much as I hate to admit it, or even think about it, I must be getting old.
I never really thought it would happen. Two milestones this week, however, reconfirm the passage of time in my life....
and Ben turned 18.
And so I ask myself, just how can that be? Wasn't it just yesterday that Carl drove us home from the hospital in our first (of many) minivans with our newborn son strapped into his carseat? Didn't Carl just drop off Nick for his first day of school?
Where did the last 18 years go?
I miss those early years, but I am proud of the young men my sons are becoming.
Happy 18th birthday, Ben!
Congratulations on passing the very difficult written and driving scooter test!
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