Who on earth is this young man I’m looking at? For a moment I thought he was my son Joshua, but this fine looking male specimen that the girls have a crush on can’t possibly be mine! I mean, he was just a baby a couple of years ago. I’m saying that thing I said I’d never say: they grow so fast!!! Joshua and I were watching a video last night from my parents’ 50th anniversary (14 years ago) and he was just a toddler with a blanket and his thumb stuck in his mouth. But he was darn cute! Still is. Just different. Now I have to persuade him to spend time with me or bribe him with candy (at least that hasn’t changed). He’s busy with his facebook or computer games or solitaire on his laptop in his bedroom (no internet, of course) or reading Lord of the Rings…again. Or he’s out with his friends hanging out or going to the movies or at church every time the door is open. I’m so glad we homeschool because he’s a happy 15-year-old, almost giddy sometimes. He has this manly voice with a laugh that sometimes cracks. I feel him pulling away, not needing me as much. Or as Tim says, just in a different way. I’m not ready for that. Just when he becomes fun to be around he has to go and grow up! He hasn’t been very “huggy” lately, as he puts it, and that has about killed me. I have plenty of other family members to hug but you always want what you can’t get. It became my mission to spend time cuddling before he went off to chaperone camp…again. So we did last night until he couldn’t stand it anymore. But I’ll take what I can get. And get up early to see him off to camp. And miss him, a bunch.