Caleb is sixteen!

Today has been so very cold! Our first true Fall day! It is also the birthday of Caleb. The sixtenth birthday! It is so very hard to imagine that this guy is 16. My first born birth son. My first adventure in "boys". My first of so many things. My first baby who actually laid on a blanket. So fat and lazy, he would lay in one place! Although he did eventually roll....one direction...until he hit a wall...then he would just lay there! A sweet peaceful baby.

He was my first toddler to have an imaginary friend. His "Grandpa" was with us for a couple of years. A funny friend. His "Grandpa" could do more than anyone else....he was bigger....he was stronger....he was smarter....he was just the best thing since sliced bread!.

Caleb has grown up. He is no longer a sweet chubby faced baby! He is sixteen! He can be anything he wants. I am so very glad he is a Christian. He is a good guy!