Saturday was Robert's 13th birthday.
Wow.
Everyone was eager to point out that means we now have three teenagers under one roof; Andrew's 16, Kathy's 14 and Robert's now 13.
Actually, I'd already figured out at we'll be the parents of three teenagers for 1,177 days.
One is difficult. Two is impossible. Three is no problem, because we're already doing the impossible.
Robert got some reeds for his clarinet, a pre-paid cell phone and an afternoon at the movies with his best friend Jalen. German chocolate cake, strawberry ice cream and insulting cards made the day.
He's looking over my shoulder as I write this. My baby's growing up! Sniff! Sniff!
He bit me.
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