Here’s my #1 child. He turns 17 in just a few weeks. We always called him Treefrog when he was a baby.
Now his friends call him Nemo. He’s all growed up and stuff. His butt no longer fits into the palm of my hand (not that I’ve tried, but I’m fairly certain that’s an accurate statement) and now he’s wearing his first suit for tonight’s Winter Formal.
I’m a little verklempt. Talk amongst yourselves.
Bitchin' Fiction: Musings by author Melissa McKenzie / Melissa Francis 