I have no more babies, no more preschoolers, and no more grade school students. In another year, my mothering of tweens is over.
My youngest turns 12 today.
This is my fun-loving guy. He's a Lego-maniac, always quick to give hugs, loves to play family games, and is just an easy- going, happy kid. Most days at least. I do get glimmers of surly teenagedom lurking around the corner sometimes. I suspect today won't be one of those days, though. Happy birthday, Bud!
Next year on this day, I'll be mom to teenS. Yes, plural. Am I ready for it? That is still yet to be decided. At least I have a year to figure it out.