Today my oldest baby turns 19. Nineteen! Where on earth did the time go? There is no way I have a baby that old. I got married at 19~ wasn't that just yesterday?
I really was doing better these last few weeks, adjusting to him being out of the house and only communicating by letters. He's doing great in boot camp and seems to be enjoying it. But today, I'm a bundle of emotions. I hate the thought of him being without all of us on his birthday and not being able to celebrate. I couldn't even send him a birthday card because he said it would make him stand out and would probably get more sand pit time. I did write him a birthday letter though.
Here are all my boys...