"Do you know what today is?" That is the sentence that Ben woke up to on Friday morning. "Our son's birthday?" he said. "No, this is the day that I have to start using phrases like, I have a teenage son... my oldest son is a teenager now.... now that BJ is a teenager... oh, you know how teenage boys are... and open a window, this room stinks to high heaven!" I kid you not when I say that I really honestly feel about 17-18 years old. My brother will gladly add that I act like it too! I wouldn't disagree with that at all. It is now oh so obvious that my son and I cannot both be teenagers and so I am at a total loss as to how to handle this!
As if it all wasn't hard enough already I bought balloons and streamers to decorate for his party with and he didn't want to decorate. My son, the one who always wants streamers and balloons... this is all happening way too soon and way too fast. He is so sweet and loves the Lord so much that I cannot help but be proud of him but... oh, how I wish he would grow all the way up at once!
My mom and dad spent the evening with us and I am glad. My mom totally understood how I was feeling (she raised four boys and then me) and I think your first one becoming a teenager is pretty universal. She had a little fun laughing at me too!