From the moment my son turned 12 one year ago today he could not wait to be 13. A real teenager. He was so anxious for this day that on the first day of school he decided that it was close enough to his birthday that he could actually claim the number as his own. Unfortunately he was reminded by a few people, me included, that he wasn't officially 13 until today September 22 at 2:37 in the afternoon to be exact.
The kids are at their dad's this week and today is picture day for my son so I made sure to get to their dads early enough to make sure he looked half decent. His current favourite look is an almost copy of Billy Joe Armstrong from the band Green Day with the exception of the black hair and eyeliner my son is sporting a button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a black tie (clip on mind you but a tie none the less in his opinion). I'm thinking there will be a retake of today's photo sometime in October at which time I will convince him to at least look half human. You never know though, both my kids are photogenic, a trait NOT inherited from their mother so my concern might be for not.
This morning I wished him happy birthday and we set about getting him ready. He didn't really comment or seem overly excited, I think all the anticipation leading up to this day fell flat when he woke up and there was no mysterious transformation. Not that I think he thought there would be but knowing my son he probably figured he'd at least feel different if not look different. The one real difference now is that when he says he's 13 it's no longer wishful thinking it's the truth.
So to my baby boy born September 22, 1998 at 2:37pm weighing 8lbs 2oz HAPPY 13th BIRTHDAY may this year be a year of spectacular transformation as he navigates the teen waters and evolves into the wonderful young man I know he's destine to be.
Tammy.
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