Wednesday, February 3, 2016

They Say It's Your Birthday...

You know who's birthday is today? This guy:

Yep. TheBoy turns 15 today. FIF-TEEN. He's about 6 months old  this picture. He's now taller than I am. In six months he's eligible for his learner's permit. LEARNER'S. PERMIT. The little tiny baby that I used to hold in the crook of my arm is three years away from being an adult. THREE. YEARS.

Man, but it goes by quick. I got one of those "Facebook Memories" the other day from 2009. I think it's when I took over as Cubmaster for TheBoy's Cub Scout Pack. That was like a week ago, at least that's how it seemed. He went from a baby to a toddler to a preschooler to elementary school to middle school to high school in little more than the blink of an eye.

And in another blink, he'll be heading off to college, getting married, and having kids of his own. It's that whole "circle of life," "sunrise, sunset," "cat's in the cradle" thing going on. No one ever lies on their deathbed wishing they'd spent more time at the office, etc. One thing that dawned on me this year, as we planned our family vacations, was that we probably only have a few more years' worth. In another year he'll have a job; possibly a girlfriend, etc. Year after that he'll be looking at his senior year in high school. Then getting ready to head off to college.

We gotta make these next few years COUNT, knowwhattamean?

Anyways, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDDY!!! I don't think you read this blog (and if you do, well, when you read through the archives just remember that dad tries to moderate the expletives IRL...), but someday when you're older I hope you find it and read the entries on you. I'm all kinds of proud of you, pal, and couldn't love you more if you were twins. I still say it and you (for now) still say it back, but I love you buddy.

And now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go get this, err, dust of of my eyes.

That is all.


Brigid said...

Happy Birthday to him!

Ratus said...

I've got a great present for TheBoy. :D

hh1034 said...

10 years or less until you are granddaddy.