Our little 6 week early, 5 pound 7 ounce baby turned 16 on July 20th. He didn't want a party at home so he went out with friends Friday night and came home near midnight. *sigh*
We had an ice cream cake and pizza for our immediate family. We always have ice cream cake for birthdays in this household. This time Kazz picked Reese's Cup Ice Cream Cake. (boy I love that kid. lol)
He is almost my height. (5'9") Truth be told, he's big enough to be mistaken for a full grown man. Today he's at the skate park with friends skateboarding. He's growing up and will be old enough to move out in less than two years.
How exciting for him and how old I do feel when I watch him do just about anything. But on his birthday I put sparklers on his cake. One of them, unbeknownst to me, was a shooting sparkler. That moment Brian caught on tape and I saw my little boy for just a moment.
It seems that he was born mature. He has always been our "easy" child. He does well in school, was given awards for character, from every school he ever attended. He is an all around nice kid. I sometimes wonder if that means he's due to screw up big time?! LOL Whatever he does, wherever he goes, we will always love our "little man." He is our first little baby. (sorry Kazz) My smallest, weakest and most ill infant is now a strong young man. He, the little one, started college at 14 and has always made me a proud mom. Now, he's gone and grown up. See, I told you he would do something to break my heart.