Sixteen

I honestly don't know how it happened, but my eldest has turned sixteen.  It literally seems like just yesterday when I held a newborn Boba in my arms and wondered how in the world I was going to teach him all he needed to know.  He has grown from the wee baby that I rocked in the dark hours before dawn into a handsome, smart young man with a wicked sense of humor:

He is someone who always makes me laugh, always makes me proud...someone I genuinely like.  I don't know how good of a job I've done at teaching him all he needs to know, but I do know that he has ended up teaching me more than I ever imagined  Happy Sixteenth, Boba!