Seriously. This is getting ridiculous. James is fourteen years old. He had his birthday yesterday. Remember when he looked like this?
Now he looks like this! It's unbelievable. In two years he could be driving. Next year he starts high school. Technically he could move out of my house and live on his own in four short years! Not that I would allow it. Did I tell you all my kids are going to live with me forever? No? I haven't told them yet either.
I went to the new bakery again, I just love that place. A block of cheese with mice coming out of the holes and a frog!
Mouse booty!
And a little frog prince.
3 comments:
I can't believe he is 14! I remember coming down to visit you several months after he was born! Now I feel old and want another baby before Deirdre is too old!
Wow, I can not belive he is 14!! I remember when I was 14. I remember when he was barley walking and he had a bottle hanging out of his mouth. I think I have a picture of him at about the same age as the one you posted and it is him sitting in the drivers seat of my car. Happy birthday James!!!!
wow, that is crazy. Remember when we used to sing in your car on the way to Mogul and he would cry and tell us to be quite. I always think about that when Cormac and i sing in the car. He sometimes tells me to be quite too. ;-)
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