Little One turned 15 yesterday. I know every parent says it and it sounds stupid to all the people who are not parents, but I have to say it “How did that happen?”
His voice is deeper, he sleeps a lot more, he is eating more (relative to his old eating habits, not relative to any other living human being), and he is growing. Not taller than his little mom yet, but noticeably taller than he was a year ago.
He’s pulling away, but still kind to his parents most of the time. He’s making more decisions on his own, has a new girlfriend, and skateboards many places instead of asking for rides.
It’s really happening. Right under my eyes. Just like it should, whether I’m ready or not.