What is it with boys and monkeys?

As of today, my first son is 11 years old. I know I’m not alone in thinking that this *time thing* we got goin’ on here moves way too fast. So far though, this boy, is not moving too fast for his age, nor his mom.

His height reaches past the bottom of my chin, but inside he is still a little boy. Not too old to ask for a Sock Monkey for his birthday (although I do believe there was a request for an iPhone on his Christmas List…hmmm).

Silly and sweet, strong and independent, a good student, a caring friend and an awesome big brother. All in all, a great kid who seems to know who he is and is true to himself. How he’s figured that out already is beyond me, but I couldn’t be prouder of him.

Happy Birthday, C! (seems like just yesterday you were a little butterball!)