day fifty-six: 21 years of mommyhood

big brother



'05 NYC vacay

'06 high school grad

'04 in the canyon

Happy birthday to my oldest, missionary son. You hear it all the time, but it is so true... it seems like yesterday. He is affectionate, handsome, a leader. Always has been. I like him. I miss him. I love him.


charrette | October 13, 2009 at 10:22 PM

I love him too! What a great kid. (Now man.) Can't believe he's already in the home-stretch.

Kazzy | October 13, 2009 at 11:03 PM

Eight more weeks. I am already looking for student housing for him. :)

Lanie | October 14, 2009 at 12:48 AM

I miss and love him too.

Luann | October 14, 2009 at 7:03 AM

What happened to that tenacious little wolf cub that used to so impress me at den meetings? I truly am proud to know him, and his mom.

Barbaloot | October 14, 2009 at 9:54 AM

Wow-I just read your comment: 8 more weeks! I always loved it when my brother's came home. Good luck with the housing:)

Marianne | October 14, 2009 at 10:58 AM

Made me sniffle. Tender.

Kimberly Vanderhorst | October 14, 2009 at 11:32 AM

What a wonderful thing to like your child as well as love him! Eight more weeks - how exciting!

Anonymous | October 14, 2009 at 12:01 PM

Aw, no wonder you got a teary-eyed. I'm pretty convinced that motherhood dooms a woman to being an emotional crisis for all time.