I'm not sure who decided he could go and grow up and everything. This is Erik just being himself.
I thought I might never survive and had pretty much decided we would never be friends . . . ever. But you know something, they grow and mature and move on to bigger messes.
But through it all he's become a delightful young man. He has a passion for tennis and graphic design and is every little kid's favorite. I've been so lucky to be able to carpool to school with him every other day. There have been many silent mornings but our afternoon drive home is filled with chatter as he fills me in on his day . . . just like friends. I never dreamed we would have those moments when he was two.
Happiest of birthdays and welcome to adulthood.
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