Seriously. Another one that gets me. I remember visiting him when he was born in the hospital. I will refrain from completely spilling the beans about how it feels to see him fully grown as he IS a teenage boy. I’m sure having your old babysitter tear up at the thought of a blonde haired (yes, white blonde in fact) blue eyed baby boy isn’t exactly the coolest thing in the world. But it’s true. I did. I kept looking over and telling his mother I couldn’t get over it. Maybe it’s because I can see my boys growing rapidly in front of my eyes…I just hope they end up like Barry. When I left their house that evening, I told his mama that “she did good with her boy.” I think he might have even had a little fun in the process. I think. :) His mama and I sure did.
I love this family and I am so thankful they’re a part of our lives and always will be.
(Okay Barry, that was totally not too “uncool” was it? Do kids even use “uncool” these days? What is happening here? Am I getting old?)
Much Love,
Krysta xo