He's taller than me.
His voice isn't a child's anymore.
His feet are huge.
His up and down hormones are proof he is truly a teen.
And I can't hardly believe it.
I really don't understand how time can speed up the way it does. This young man in my mind is still a little boy most of the time.
He's still loving and helpful and kind--he's just got a little more teenager in him these days.
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