It’s official today: I am the mother of a teenager.
Is he any different today from yesterday? Not really. Noah still loves soccer although a particular car show from the UK has really captured his fancy.
It’s to the point where, given the choice between getting Forza IV and FIFA2012 for Xbox, he chose Forza.
He loves dogs and is super gentle with our Sprocket (silly dog takes up the softer parts of the bed and he lets her).
A recent favorite book he wanted us to read together was Avi’s The Good Dog.
For most of the time he’s played soccer, he actually chose the position of goalie which the other kids were more than happy to give up.
When someone’s actions inadvertently led to a visit to a hospital emergency visit, he didn’t hold a grudge.
He can identify a red herring and knows what an “ad hominem attack” is.
He knows how to develop his own prints from black and white film negatives.
I am sure that I will publicly embarrass him many times but I am just as sure that he will be quick to forgive. Sweetie, you’re so handsome!
Our boy’s a prayer warrior, shy but passionate, and faithful. Now and then, he shares with me what the Lord shows him during his quiet times of reading the bible and it’s a privilege to get to listen.
Noah, I know I sound like a broken record but I love you and I feel so blessed that God chose us to be your parents. Here’s to The Adventure of Thirteen!