Just Like That

And just like that, he is 11. How did over a decade go by? How did I wait and count and pray and promise for 40 straight weeks to cook him and then watch as we now share the same shoe size, I have to lift my chin to reach the top of his head and we talk about preteen things?

He is a wonderful young man. He loves Jesus. He loves his family. He wears his heart on his sleeve. He has a few solid, true, fabulous friends. He likes to be an introvert with a few of his mother's extroverted tendencies. 

He's about 5'1", he weighs about 100 pounds. He's got eyelashes that go for miles. He still loves to cuddle, hold my hand, and tell me I'm the best mother in the world. I could not have been blessed with a more fantastic son.