This week my baby boy turned 21 years old. He’s “legal”.
It’s hard to wrap my mind around it. He was just doing dishes with his sister after dinner yesterday.
Today he’s pretty much on his own in North Dakota, hopefully doing dishes in his own sink.
I dug up some old photos in no particular order – in random memory throughout the years. The laughs – there were many of those.
Like when he threw himself off the back porch into about three feet of snow.
It was hilariously epic.
He’s always had great taste in friends – some just as goofy as he is and all keep us in stitches.
He loves to photo bomb every lens.
And never likes to take a serious photo. Life is too short to do that.
He’s always laughing – always.
He learned leadership skills on the soccer team as a coach/babysitter. He was great at it.
The kids loved him.
I never know what will come on any day.
Because he loves life . . . and bears.
Long photo sessions don’t always thrill him though . . .
But if you ever need anyone to deliver a glass of wine to the next boat – he’s your guy.
Ever since he was five years old, he’s looked to the sky and dreamed of being a pilot.
So he went to school to study aviation. We left him on the plains of North Dakota on his 18th birthday. I broke out in hives on the 1500 mile journey home.
At the time it seemed traumatic – but he made friends. And went to hockey games. And now North Dakota is his second home.
And he became a pilot.
We are so proud of him. And so was Mr Tom who the boy looked up to as a mentor and father figure and who passed away two years later. So much life happened in so little time. We have to grasp it quickly and with passion. He knows how to do that better than almost anyone I know.
In the meantime, this type of scene stopped happening here. Boys didn’t come around much anymore.
And his sister missed him awfully.
He only comes home on holidays now but when he does come home it’s like he’s never been away. And he rocks the ugly Christmas sweater.
We do take the occasional vacation once in a while. This was Puerto Rico a year ago. We’re lucky the local federalies didn’t come after us for breaking and entering.
His school schedule is such that he misses some milestones, like his sister’s high school graduation and this year, we missed being with him on his 21st birthday.
He’s a great kid. Truly. And he makes us so proud.
He is fun loving, sweet, smart, grounded, wise, and sentimental. We look forward to making many more memories with our boy.
We love you buddy.