it's time. it's actually been time for a little while now.
time for him to be that big kid i was always a little afraid of him being.
the years speed by. like they're in fast forward.
i sometimes jokingly yell "stop growing!" (or, not jokingly)
he laughs. we both know i'll be buying new jeans in three months.
all that time spent worrying about him just growing up.
i had no idea that watching him turn into his older self would be so totally worth it.
so, we're here. it's time. he's 12. middle school, etc.
we're ready. for real. i think.