It was a banner, stellar weekend for us.
My middle child, younger boy, turned 16. SIXTEEN. That does not even seem possible.
How can the kid I remember as a tiny, smiling, blond little chunk of a kid be old enough to drive a car?
My oldest boy went and got himself engaged.
My God, it's like these kids want to prove to everyone that they have the oldest.mom.ever.
How am I old enough to have a kid who is ready to get MARRIED?
Didn't I JUST get married?