If I let myself think about it too much, I turn all weepy. Of course, that makes him roll his eyes and laugh at me, but that's normal.
I am so, so, so proud of this kid. Kid? No, this young man. This amazing person who has gone from adorable baby, to precocious little boy, to snarky teenager, to this mature adult in training.
We got through his first words, first tooth, first step, not knowing, really, where those steps would take him.
We got through elementary school with no worries, not a single thought about how close this day actually was.
We got through Jr. High without realizing how that was preparing him.
I am so proud of you, and I love you so much. I can't wait to see where you head next.